Tickets

Form: Free Verse

The streets of gold
the world in an oyster
and promises of a bright future
all lies
as doors slammed in my face
and they say your type isn’t welcome
while downgrading my ticket of life
to second class
my existence less than nothing
while politicians debate my right to it
in case we put normality at risk
our lives controlled
and our choices restricted
live out your existence but don’t live it with us
in my head I am the problem
in my head I am wrong
in my head I should die
but then the hate would win
and I’m not going to let that happen
with every breath I defy them
with every smile I win
for my existence is the rebellion

©JGFarmer2020

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