We are not equal

“For gold is tried in fire, and acceptable men in the furnace of adversity.”

We are not equal, not in this land.
Your love is not my love.
I don’t care what stickers say.
You and I are not equal in this land.

When mine sleeps,
when his scourged spirit 
lays down legal sin,
lets slip Christian hate:
when I worship what you can’t see,
witness his dreaming mouth 
curl in playful expertise,
hands stroke invisible joy —
he’s cooking something, I can tell — 
Original Fire!

Then I assay you, 
set ablaze your soul,
wonder why ;
find on your foul stone 
the smoky remnants of an absent father-god —
babbled orphan-speak
raving of war, always war
mad-driven to despise all bounty	
execrate all bonds
sacrifice hope
to a doll —

No.  
You and I are not equal in this land.
Your love is not my love.
Mine is fire and yours is ash.
You and I are not equal in this land.

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(“In future cases, we should reconsider all of this Court’s substantive due process precedents, including Griswold, Lawrence, and Obergefell.” — Justice Clarence Thomas, proving his worth.)

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