Human Decency.
His blood glistens in the moon light
The city is still but no one can hear his cries
His head is pounding and his clothes are torn
But in his country this is the norm
Even his parents don't understand
How could they? They're all under the church's command.
"It is not Gods way" they said
"You are a sinner, and are better off dead"
Everyone at school picked and teased
And tonight his classmates finally came to fulfill their deed
As they beat him senseless and repeatedly said
"You filthy animal, burn in hell with the rest"
Is loving really such a sin?
He did not choose this life,its just a part of him.
Sometimes he wishes he could run away
But this is the reality of living in Russia and being Gay.
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