For Picketing’s Sake
I’ll never picket for picketing’s sake.
I’ll picket against any law that makes ending life easier than beginning it.
I’ll picket against not being treated the way you deserve to be.
I’ll picket against closed-mindedness, because it leads to racism, violence, and hinders evolution in more than the socio-anthropological meaning of the word.
I’ll picket for good, clean fun and staying up late with friends, even on weekdays.
I’ll picket for the right to dream, and I’ll picket for those dreams to come true.
I’ll picket for self-expression, but with the condition that cultural sensitivity must come first.
I’ll picket both for and against faith, because while believing in the eternal is an integral part of our humanity, the blind obedience of an entire populace is a deadly weapon in the wrong hands.
I’ll picket for the reasons that feel right, the ones that create a stirring in my soul just by thinking about them, that I know with absolute certainty are what I believe and refuse to believe in.
