I write to give thanks
To those who push me down
They say “you can’t be a lesbian
And be in,
Love”; with another woman
Is wrong, goes against the bible
Strikes down the cross on which Jesus
Died and buried our sins in the womb of forgiveness
All I was taught is to love, the bible taught me to love
My mother and father taught me to love
And if I dare love someone with a body of my own
And my parents and God turn their back
On the only right I’ve ever known
You can turn your back too America
Burn the stars and stripes into my flesh
Make me bleed red
White and blue is my skin
Blue like blueberries with bruises
Sweet like juices that fall from her lips
And the bruises and contusions which attach us
To the hip
and oh if you can’t be gay
And be divine
Then divinity is the division between your bible
And my revision