Westboro Baptist "Church"

No older than five, I watched the little boy clutch his Mother's fingers tightly in one hand, while gripping and propelling forward the 'Fag's Burn In Hell' sign with the other. I watched as whatever scraps were left of the boy's innocence, along with my faith in humanity, were murdered alongside each other and buried forever in a shallow grave outside the Westboro Baptist "Church" rally.

I wonder if they'll picket humanity's funeral now, the way they do the soldier and school shooting casualtie's funerals.

The perspective and view looks wildly different from where I stand across the street and on the lawn of the equality house, which is one of the single greatest monuments to vengeance and equal rights ever built. This rainbow colored house that neighbors WBC, is a house purposely purchased and painted beside the most notorious hate group in the Country, as a gargantuan 'Fuck You' to the Phelps family. I should know, because I live in Topeka where I stand defiantly on the lawn of the brightly colored 'Fuck you Phelps' Equality house , righteously holding my sign in peaceful protest of LGBTQIA Equality.

I could feel the knot swell in my chest first as I tried my best to suppress the tears, but I knew they would come. After all, I'd have to be less than human to witness, emotionless, a childhood being murdered before my very swollen and watery eyes.

I want to hold his hand and tell him all the things my Mother never told me, all the things I tell my son, and all the things he deserves to hear about what love really is. I want to tell him Love is Love, and Love is beautiful regardless of who it's shared between. I want to tell him it's not his fault, and it will get better one day. I want to wrap him in my arms and tell him God doesn't hate anyone, and neither should he, should they.

I want to tell him his life will get better one day, but the truth is that it probably won't because he never had a chance. He doesn't have a chance, just like the leader's son and now head of the church didn't have a chance. This little boy will kill himself one day if he likes another little boy, and his Mother will protest outside the funeral instead of mourning inside it.