SCOTUS June 26, 2013

If you were upset that the shoot-down of the

Defense of Marriage Act by the Supreme Court on 6/26/13

Went too far; very much consider that you are on the wrong side

Of not only history, but morality

If your version of morality comes from a fictional book made up

Of scientific impossibilities dubbed miracles to assuage the poor

That there is something to hope for beyond what seems like a rational

Counteraction to either revolt or to accept less; I pity your complication

Of what is simple, apparent without the manipulation of selfish genealogies

Playing out in social systems meant to twist goodness into ritualistic legalities

Kindness, empathy, and love exist innate to each being

These defy what may perpetuate temporary individual advantage

In exchange for trust into the collective for mutual wellbeing

The disparity between a penis in a rectum or a tongue brushing a clitoris

When the genders are similar rather than different is nil

The idea that sexuality is confined to the act of procreation

Is the warned damnation of Dawkins’ Selfish Genes beckoning through the ages.

Humanity must transcend our buried interest as if we are elephant seals upon the beach

Or cuckoos invading each others nests, hatching invaders nudging the other eggs

Over the ledge before their longer incubations pose beaks to exit shell

Every being could attempt to cut in line

We each could choose to be the driver of the elevated sports utility vehicle

Accelerating in the right lane which is closed on the bridge ahead

Knowing we will cut off some complacent schlep pacing turtle-like on the left

That one vehicle will pass in front of all the others waiting behind

His appointments will be made and the larger, the faster for now will win

What happens when we all try the same?

Every carriage a wall unto itself, weighted down with fear that

If I do not exploit the vulnerability before me, I know another will

Another and another until no one can pass in an ocean of crashed fenders and steaming engines

We could each choose to pursue I got mine, screw the rest.  We could.

Time shifts, genes flow like an undercurrent, but we are art, science, literature, poetry, music

We are volunteering, athletics, engineering; we are volition.

The battle of ration to exterminate vile compartments of religion is retorted by our biology

For in understanding biology, evolution, we uncover the universe down to the

Realization that we began as two half cells combining into a single cell

One would think this would invalidate the crux of the virgin birth, the Bible,

Most of the Christian deception right there

One would think that other religions not ambitious or unfortunate as to construct

Their version of archaic mythology on such faulty assumptions

Would suffer mass defections at the understanding of how humanity came to be

Physics lays the greatest nail into the idea of a god necessary to spark the universe

All these human factories of falsities bear foundation in such basic misunderstandings

Or origin of not only the human body, but the planet, the solar system, the galaxy, the nebula, the universe and the universes beyond and beyond;

The two are diametrically opposed and to claim a magic man is watching, listening, consorting, caring about whose prostate gland is being stimulated by whose penis or

Whose fingers are full fist in whose vagina fosters a similar absurdity, as belief in magic books.

I have often wondered how anyone could be racist,

Homophobic to the point of disgust,

How someone could kill a man over who he thought god was,

But we are; people do.

I come back to the lack of exploration a person chooses to combat his or her genes

The drive to affirm that what we are in every cell is somehow unique, special, possibly

Better than another, worthy of oppressing, imposing, dominating,

Pressing an advantage when the other is vulnerable before us

What makes a lion eat the progeny of another male to take over the pride?

Are these motivations so different?

History was not made today by god or moral fiber; it was made by politics

The same politics could have swung the other way as it did with voting rights

The day before; most of life is not done but with volition

We can write songs, paint pictures, pen poems; in the end the only

Measure of a self is choice; I am happy Americans are closer tonight

To choosing who they wish to marry, tax deductions, citizenship, pensions, children

Wrap into an idea that religion is not the problem; it is a symptom of the rudimentary selfishness

That formed all life on this planet out of primordial ooze to cells deciding that smaller numerous

Quicker gametes fused with fewer larger gametes to define the essence of male and female

That really is all male and female is; not lipstick, ties, beards or purses

We decorate the passageways of time, but at the base we are beyond gender

We are beyond race, creed, or sexuality

The drive to manipulate advantage based on these cloaks

Hides the deoxyribonucleic ladder from the being

So in we must breathe in awareness

We must combat ignorance with each pump of our heart

To understand where the war is truly fought

So that when we see Al-Assad, when we see factories in Bangladesh

When we see Tibet; when see that Al-Qaeda on 911 did not highjack planes

But the Muslim religion and the goodness within

See the morality of goodness was never in any religion,

But the clear division of the state of Israel should proclaim to the Earth

That we (The Americas, Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia) are incapable of admitting as such

Not yet, but we need more days like today where the goodness

Of those who choose a religious life and a non-religious life can coexist

Focusing on what is good, rather than what a book demands of a man or a woman

One step with so many more to go

 P.S. If one is to wonder how homosexuality could exist given such parades of gametes into cells
Homosexuality benefits our collective; we would all be weaker in its absence 
Imagine a world full of only construction workers or only musicians 
Beautiful in one respect, but so feeble and barren in generic overlap of aptitude
And glaring gaping chasms of feckless incapabilities