Sonnet Sundays: A State of Phobia

What’s the difference between right and wrong

That’s the reason so many write a song

Spewing your venom with the words you say

To hurt a person any time of day

The choice is theirs to make and theirs alone

So, join the bash wagon, you carbon clone

Rivers of tears shed by the mourning one

Are you that damn tough by what you’ve done

A closet closed mind is easy to keep

Protect the people, the little white sheep

Never understanding just what is right

Freedom of expression will have the might

It shouldn’t matter if they’re gay or straight

Bi or trans, why do they deserve your hate

Who the hell cares if they’re a garden gnome

Just worry about what lies in your home

We should be celebrating what’s unique

Because who the hell are you to critique