Huerfano

They left you upside down inside a hanging sleeping bag,

They broke my glasses playing keep-away-

It’s the reason that we feared each school day.

When they stuffed you in that box and sat upon the lid,

When they told us we were only stuttering and stupid.

Now fly- you orphans,

Here you belong.

Welcome you wayward souls,

Now lift your song.

They laughed at you because you had punk rock hair,

Cowboy hats- just aching for a chicken fight.

They punched your stomach just to feed their egos,

Called you “faggot” just to drown your sunlight.

One time I held my voice- they told me never sing.

They only pin the angels to the earth to break their wings.

They pushed you down on frozen ground,

The bullies gathered all around.

They had no right to steal your song,

But you’re still here- and they are gone.

So sing on.