The crowd's fetish for "normality"
(two boys hand-to-hand are walking in the park)
-I'm a walking meal for the mouths of normality.
And what does that mean exactly?
"We're normal"says that man with his frown,but under his wife's dress and flesh is an unborn baby blessed with one more hour of oxygen before she miscarries, and they carry that grief with them to the grave, and they're not "normal" anymore. They're changed, they're aching.
You see normality is a crowdsourced fantasy. But it turns every single silent person in this park into an enemy.
Teenage boys blunder ahead, how much thunder are they carrying in their heads? They should probably be at school drawing straight lines, sprinting in straight lines, thinking in straight lines and when the bell rings it's no wonder they want to straighten out everything that curves or bends.
And a Bible basher over there rehashing lies about Jesus, because you see, for him it's faith but under all that din,it tastes like cardboard and it smells like hate.
(Source:(vid.)Homophobia In 2018| Time For Love/BBC The Social(www.YouTube.com)).