Pink, a colour to thrust upon a child of two.

You chose, you the maker chose

Based on a Vagina or a Penis

[Barely even visible]

You chose, pink? Or maybe blue?

Does it even matter?

Who cares?

If a girl loves monster trucks

While a boy dresses up Barbie dolls?

Who gives a damn?

If it's

Girl and girl

Boy and boy

Girl and boy

Boy and girl

Or for god sakes

All three together and maybe even more?

Who cares really?

If they decide to marry and make more robots?

Or if they decide to follow the saints... sexually.

Why?

Why is it your business

Who they sleep with?

When they steer clear of your bed?

What is this impulse?

Impulse

To know

To control

To judge

To discriminate

And

To be so god damn against it?

Why be robots

When you can be so much more?

Why stick to a straight line

When there are other ways too?

What gives you the right to scrutinize

In a world where strangers have sex upon a ritual?

Why do you go for binaries black and white

When the world is full of colour?

What is it that you lack in your heart

That you have such an urge

To judge so easy?