they have each other

i'm suffocated by the blackness of their hearts.
they live in these worlds that divide and jeer and cast people aside when they shouldn't be able to.
we are their children. humans beings aren't bits of trash.
but their religion says we are exactly that, so they cling to their commandments commanding them to kill their beautiful babies because that's what you do when you love something to death. you kill it.
we aren't normal, and that's not my religion.

they are normal. they know it.
everything else is less of life in life. they are untouchable that way.
no one can scale high enough to penetrate the thickness of their hatred, the whole ugliness of it.
all of the world's fear bundled safely away in four hearts.
four people that can do so much damage to us.