Exposed

They say we are privileged
In their tidy house
On a dead end street

They say we have power
While the bat still batters
The poor who crave food

They say we are perverse
As we try only to find peace
Only to find acceptance and love

They say we are different
Wearing strange clothing
But worshipping the same god

Tall white men declare
She caused the crime
For wearing too little

Old men declare
You are condemned to raise the child
Though we provide neither support or means

These judges who sit
Looking down at the judged
Because they are different

Because they are brown
Because they are young
Because they love their fellow men

Because they love their fellow women
Because they are different
Because they do not support the words in an ancient book

We ask
Who wrote the ancient book?
Privileged men with power

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