Old friend,
My writings have not
Ceased and it
Seems you've
Come to
Your ultimate
Tenure goal,
To alienate
A people.
Time and time
Again we have
Watched you fail
To create an
Other
Dividing the lines
Of progress.
Presenting
Discrimination under the
Guise of religious
Freedom and
Expression is
Commendably skillful
But who is to say
That my religion,
My moral compass
Permits me to
Continue to
Grace you as a
Citizen?
Such has come to
Show that Indiana
Mustn't want to
Serve me any longer.
Your work has truly
Made me ashamed of
My Indiana citizenship,
Origins and pride
Tainted by an
Unwillingness to enter
Mutual understanding
An unaddressed
Bigotry that you
Repeatedly and
Privately celebrate.
My area code a
Painful reminder
Of voluntary
Move turned
Political exile.
Your personal
Convictions bleed
Through a
Featured intolerance
For any slight to
Normativity.
An appalling
Lack of foresight
Presented in vague
Wording
Endorsed by
You as though
Religions converge
Upon your
Holiness.
Cowardice has
Yet to bring
Tears to the
Elephants in the
Room,
But fear not
As pen meets
Paper
Tears will fall
For unmet
Expectations and
Stolen progress.
