Still Just Love

Still Just Love

A Poem by Tyler Jackson

When I was in the third grade I thought I was gay
Cause I could draw, an my uncle was, and I kept my room straight
I told my mom tears rushing down my face
She’s like “Ty you've loved girls since before pre-k’ Trippin
Yea I guess she had a point didn’t she?
Bunch of stereotypes all in my head.
I remember doing the math like, “yea I’m good at little league”
A preconceived idea of what it all meant
For those that liked the same sex
Had the characteristics
The right wing conservatives think it’s a decision
And you can be cured with some treatment and religion
Man made rewiring of a predisposition
Playing god, aw nah here we go
America the brave still fears what we don’t know
And god loves all his children, is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written thirty-five-hundred years ago
I don’t know

If I was gay, I would think hip hop hates me
Have you read the you tube comments lately
Man that’s gay get dropped on the daily
We become so numb to what we’re saying
A culture founded from oppression
Yet we don’t have acceptance for them
Call each other f*****s behind the keys of a message board
A word rooted in hate, yet our genre still ignores it
A gay is anonymous with the lesser
It’s the same hate that’s caused wars from religion
Gender to skin color, the complexion of your pigment
The same fight that led people to walk outs and sit ins
It’s human rights for everybody, there is no difference!
Live on and be yourself
When I was at church they taught me something else
If you preach hate at the service those words aren’t anointed
That holy water that you soak in has been poisoned
When everyone else is more comfortable remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans that have had their rights stolen
I might not be the same, but that’s not important
No freedom till we’re equal, damn right I support it

And press play, don’t press pause
Progress march On
With the veil over our eyes
We turn the back on the cause
Till the day that my uncles can be united by law
When kids are walking ‘round the hallway plagued by pain in their heart
A world so hateful some would rather die than be who they are
And a piece on paper isn’t gonna solve it all
But it’s a damn good place to start
No law is gonna change us
We have to change us
Whatever god we believe in
We come from the same on
Strip away the  fear
Underneath it’s all the same love
About time we raised up

© 2012 Tyler Jackson


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powerful message. Thank you....It is easy to condemn that which we do not understand.....but in the process we become a bunch of law spouting Pharisees with blinders on.

Posted 12 Years Ago


this was really good man i liked the overal message and everything keep it up

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Tyler Jackson
Tyler Jackson

Los Angeles, CA



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I am a writer, and funny man. I went to Jackson State University in Mississippi more..

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