The Stamp

This tragic stamp
meant to educate
but like volcanos
some mouths spew hate

Holier than thou
who is to say
the reasons, the whys
anyway

There is no choice
when one is born
so why point a finger
with hatred
with scorn?

Placing blame?
Then let me ask you
If it were your daughter
what would you do?

Would you turn your back
on your only son
condemn him to hell?
Laugh while he is shunned?

Talk can be easy
self righteousness too
but there’s only one judge
and it’s not me and not you.

©Vrd3-31-2001