You’re like the stars in the sky
I saw in my childhood
twinkling, smiling down at me
assuring me of a beautiful darkness.
That the places I choose to be
I’d be followed faithfully
with a poetic hope
whispering
that nights are
as influential as the light.
Brimming with tears, a couple lost a kid again.
“I don’t think adoption should even be allowed in our society for LGBT community.
Please leave our kids alone” reprimanded an obtuse Orphanage official.
Naked loveless truth of the society smirked at parents while that little one behind the doors quietly disengaged his crossed fingers.