Unconditional Love
I don’t believe that you want to see who I am. No,
I have the kind of mind that is not supposed to exist in a progressive individual
I was born for a time of chains and of hate the likes of which
Is in the news every day but
That we like to think exists in days long past.
Why then do I love love
And why does the love that exists in this world bloom in my chest
Filling my nose with sweet jasmine
And my mouth with praise?
The problem with today’s unconditional love
Is that it comes with the condition that
All beliefs require your respect
Which in itself is a condition.
People require respect even when they don’t deserve it, yes
But ideas are not people and ideas can be exclusive
There are ideas that cannot coexist
But people are not ideas and the idea that ideas cannot coexist does not mean that
You need to hate people that are wrong.
It is not possible to love everything and I do not
No, indeed there are things I hate
But those things are not people.
It is not possible to love everything and those who claim to do so
Are liars and yet they will try so hard
And therefore they will hate those who are honest.
Even now, I am afraid to be honest.
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