God was a cosmic sadist- Poem

I was sent to hell

on the day

my blood cleansed

the glitter-laden streets

I defiled

with unnatural sin.

I wasn’t bulletproof.

They knew it

when they came for me

in the havens we built for ourselves

because we weren’t welcome

in schools, libraries, restrooms,

or in public.

My heart was exsanguinated

by my own mother

who handed

my tormentors

their murder weapons

with her unwavering assent.

Knights behind shiny badges

with gun barrels hoisted to our heads,

riding in

on the wings of the law

like exterminators

to slay a most dangerous

child-eating dragon.

In a place we thought

we had hidden ourselves

enough to feel safe,

they came looking for us.

I was taught to love,

I wanted to love,

to be loved,

but God was a cosmic sadist.

And now I’m dead.