Nobody is born hating:
it is taught –
like writing or manners.
And if it can be taught,
then it can be undone;
with time perhaps.
Love is love:
blind to
colour
creed
race
orientation –
the list goes on.
So why deny
a boy the sky?
Why deny
a girl a chance to fly?
Mr Individualist 
Reblogged this on Nice Things and commented:
I like this poem. It sums up my thoughts so simply and elegantly.