Their Own Beautiful Path

Have you ever looked
Into someone’s eyes
When they are asking “why”?

Have you recognized
A silent plea
For mercy?

Does your black heart
Not see the light
Of nature’s gift of difference?

How sad that you’re so blinded
That you will never see
Their blood’s the same as yours.

How sad that you cannot allow
Another to go free,
To choose their own beautiful path,
To be what they may be.

Kira Braun