Lesbian Poetry

generations

as night flows into morning light
I feel the desire to end this endless fight
but equality in any form
for years we have greatly mourned
time & time again shot down by our own ignorance
longing for that one inspiration of intelligence
fighting, praying, hoping for more
longing for what is so tattered and torn
our souls as if young children weeping
waiting for something we have long been seeking
our people dieing untimely deaths
our freedom is but a hopeless mess
we wait for the days that may never come
but hate consumes us like alcohol to some
over powering us with it's silent deadly wrath
open your eyes and do the math
we are more than what we see
not knowing is how we pay the fee
blinded is but what we are
reality is oh so far
mindless drowns wanting more power
wanting more blood, viciously sour
the apple does not fall far from the tree
yet we continue to tell our children how to be
you say stop the cycle of this vicious hate
yet I am the one on trial in this endless debate
hurting, scorning and dismay
our children are the ones who will pay
blinded by discrimination
we are only as good as our next generation