Preference

My Mother was a woman, my Father was a man it didn't take a court to rule, for it was in Gods plan Nothing's ever perfect, mistakes are sometimes made that doesn't mean you change the world, try pulling down the shade Not easy to identify, don't know it right from birth no need to measure anything, we do still share the earth Now we don't breed in public, nor advertise our wares we don't push it "in your face", we know that someone cares To us it's not important, if you don't like our ways we're not going to block the steet, or protest many days So what if you, don't like or follow, what's written in "the book" we don't try to shout you down, cause you're not on the "hook" We won't shut your bakery down, or close your fast food chain just think you ought to "bake" your own, or "deep fry" what is plain It doesn't matter what you are, your preference or your grace there's lots of room for all of us, we are the Human race.....