Why Bother?
Across the canvas
A young man leans against the wall
On the other side
Another stands confident and tall
With different religious status
Both aren’t aware of the other at all
Though both to God, are tied
The two can’t help but fall for the other
As the eraser strokes
The wall begins to fade between the two
Their chiseled faces form a smile
They reached for the other to feel if true
But society had churned their hopes
The acknowledgement and marriage was a denial
Not even help was found by both father and mother.
Even if against society
Hands held together will they always be
Their passion overpowers all prejudice
Waiting for imprisonment of their rights set free
While others accuse their actions against deity
Waiting for that official legalized bliss
Until they are allowed to say “I do” to one another.
No more space on this paper
The pencil slowly stops gliding
A picture of two men loved and happy
The artist stares at the picture, sighing
If only this artist was Cupid, a love maker
If only the world could be this sappy
But we, humans, are judgmental and prideful, so why bother?