The picture said too much. Fear. Dissatisfaction.
The words said more. No one who’s different. Not in my backyard.
We’re better than this. I don’t really know that I’ve got much more to say than that. We’re better than this and there are ways to fix some of the problems that people other than us encounter, if we weren’t so damned afraid… of what, we’re not sure.
But I’m pretty sure the “people no one wants” are the symptom; not the problem. Our closed hearts are also part of the problem…