Lonely eyes peer out from the shadows
seeking refuge from the judgments and hate.
And he can do is just sit there and wait.
Wait until the people of the world can see him.
See him as a person, but as of now that looks grim
for the world seems to segregate the different and those not normal.
What normal is isn't what they think... it isn't always formal.
Formal is just for those with social power that isn't always deserved
and leaves those who cannot fight, or know better than to fight, for the power to be poorly served.
And they are forced into the darkness for those with power crave the light.
But I pray for those among the darkness who cannot or choose not to fight.
For they are the leaders of tomorrow, though tomorrow might seem a long time.
But the leaders of tomorrow who today wallow in the darkness know the value of a dime.
They know that power shouldn't be bought.
This is not a battle that can be fought...
only won...
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