Stop

Stop

When I say

Your words are like needles,

Pricking every fibre of my humanity,

Threatening to go deeper every time.

Stop

When you notice

You’re on the verge of violence.

Names hurt worse than sticks and stones

So don’t pretend that they go over my head.

Stop

When you realise

What you’re doing does not help me.

All it does is further stigmas,

Files me to the side

Of what you think is normal.

Stop.

Is it really that hard?

Does your right to use your voice

Trump my right to be alive?

You have your power – now use it for good.

Stop

Before it’s too late.