"And heartache came to visit me, but I knew it wasn't ever after"

I am heartbroken and saddened that I, as a gay person, have now been labeled a second class citizen, here at a time when this country overcame bigotry to elect a man due to the character of his heart, not the color of skin. I have obsessed over news and articles online about the tragic vote in California and other places that have stripped me and others of our rights. I can't understand how people think that it is OK to say to another that you are not as deserving basic human rights as I. But that is the fact in 45 states in a country, that is supposed to be the beacon of freedom in the world. As I read and research information on the web, I switch back and forth from shaking anger to flowing tears.
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I have promised myself to not spew anger at the groups that are spreading hate and lies. It is a tough struggle, one of the hardest I have had in years. All I can say is "If you know what is good for you, do NOT knock on my door and ask if you can talk about your mission with me, because I will lose my cool and can not be blamed for the outcome."
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Today while going through songs on my ipod, I came across Jewel's song "Hands". As I listened to this song I started to tear up and find some solace in the words. I find it quite ironic that after a bigoted group used God and the Bible to spew Hate and Discrimination that I would find peace in a song about faith and love for our fellow man.
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"Hands"

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by: Jewel

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If I could tell the world just one thing

It would be that we're all OK

And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful

And useless in times like these
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I won't be made useless

I won't be idle with despair

I will gather myself around my faith

For light does the darkness most fear
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My hands are small, I know

But they're not yours, they are my own

But they're not yours, they are my own

And I am never broken
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Poverty stole your golden shoes

It didn't steal your laughter

And heartache came to visit me

But I knew it wasn't ever after

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We'll fight, not out of spite

For someone must stand up for what's right

'Cause where there's a man who has no voice

There I shall go singing
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My hands are small I know

But they're not yours, they are my own

But they're not yours, they are my own

I am never broken
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In the end only kindness matters

In the end only kindness matters

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I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
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My hands are small I know

But they're not yours, they are my own

But they're not yours, they are my own

And I am never broken
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My hands are small I know

But they're not yours, they are my own

But they're not yours, they are my own

And I am never broken

We are never broken
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We are God's eyes

God's hands

God's mind

We are God's eyes

God's hands

God's heart

We are God's eyes

God's hands

God's eyes

We are God's hands

We are God's hands 

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* UPDATE - I had to remove the music player. I now use Safari as a web browser and I need to find a new universal player that doesn't freeze my browser. I will add it back at a later time, but it is the words that are important anyway. 

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