Respect Your fellow For Who He Is

There is space in my heart for transgenders
Hippies and musicians
Math geniuses
And drug addicts
But show me a regular man
Born and bread Lubavitcher
With born and bread ideas
Of women at mic-drop and the gay parade
And the room in my heart will be filled
For I am jealous
of the peace in his heart of hearts
While mine is lurked with thoughts
of who am I
Where is G-D
where do I belong
And how can I possibly turn on the switch that will lead to the conforming to it all?
I ask this born and bread chossid
Whom has more to him then meets my eye

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