Would you stomp a fuzzy bunny

A Poem by Candice P

Meant to provoke thought about weakness

Throw the kitchen sink at us, lay the fate of the world at our feet
Dismiss our logic, feed us meds for stability
beat us into submission, throw a burka on our heads
maybe we'll gouge out our eyeballs, he'd like that I bet
halt our maturation, baby all society
so we'll run to the one who loves us for the children that we are
just a thought, perhaps
it isn't Christ