Refined Affection
“Obscene and insulting to this practice,”
they scream holding large signs from the roadside
“How dare you condone this sin with such pride?”
“Hell is where you’ll go and Heaven a miss”
Slander coming from a “peaceful” people
Such protest well-foreseen when they agreed
To allow a wrong to spread like a weed
What world is this if we allow this bull--
What crime is this to cause such an outcry?
Simply this: let those be with whom they’re drawn
Love is love; it sings below and above
And so rainbows run ribbons through the sky
Thousands of painted lovers marching on
Who are you to enforce another’s love?