i now pronounce you…unequal

today i stood next to men and women who love their husband or wife far more than most couples i know

they adore each other, support each other, and have been together for decades

i saw dozens of smiling faces, who, in the midst of fighting for their right to marry the person they love, had no harsh words for those who judged them

“but don’t they have all the rights they need?” she asks

why don’t you ask them? oh wait, you’ve never listened to their side.

you’ve never seen the tears in their eyes when they think of their marriage being nullified.

you’ve never peered into their world, where they are looked upon as perversions of the earth.

you’ve never held his arm in comfort after a woman tells him he caused hiv.

you’ve never considered suicide because God must have made a mistake on you.

 

no, you never listen, only proscribe. never listen, just keep reciting those five damn lines. 

and you never reflect, on the flaws of your own marriage, on the divorce rates in the church, on the pornography addiction in your own home.  because you aren’t the pervert.  the freak.  your feelings are legitimate, never theirs.  how could those freaks know what love is?

 

please, continue to rejoice that you destroyed holy unions of love and support, while poverty and war destroy the rest of the world.  you are so relevant.

 

let him who is without sin cast the first stone.