Why does every tree have to bear fruits?
Some timber, some shade.
Why does every relation have to be fruitful?
Some passionate, some compatible.
Does a garden engulfed by a bed of red roses
Make the stray lilac any less a flower?
When police won’t regulate violation outside of four walls,
Why the moral police to consent within fourwalls?
When subjectivity empowers an indivdual to pet or eat an animal,
Why should the facade of democracy dictate his choice of partner?
When our mind isn’t clear,
Why call them queer?
PS:Who am I?For that matter who are we to allow a person to pursue his primal needs in a dignified way. We didn’t allow them to be born as a girl or a guy, we accepted them for what they were born as. When we couldn’t apply discretion to their births, why the furore over their grown-up choices?