It was in the middle of a poetry slam organized by Master Hand that Marth was about to start. Marth, although he wouldn't show it, was actually excited about this. When people asked why he was doing it, he merely said that he was pressured into doing it by Master Hand. And he would leave it at that.
So Marth started his poem.
"Love is blind,
But it's true,
We know when we feel it,
We idolize it,
We pay for it,
We sell it,
We search for it,
We think about it,
We pray for it,
We love love,
But God forbid,
It's with two people of the same sex,
Cause God forbids that,
Since when does God forbid love?
How many people hide in closets,
Stacked with skeletons?
Choking on the dusty air,
Of self conscious fear?
Finding safety in the dark,
Cause seeing light,
Only means risking life and limb,
To a homophobic world?
In case I haven't spelled it out clear enough,
I'm talking about Gay love,
Lesbians,
Bisexuals,
Transgenders,
All the crap your preacher,
Doesn't want to hear you say,
Cause it just ain't wholesome,
Cause it just ain't American,
Cause it just ain't right,
Since when is love not right?
Now for the record,
I'm not gay,
Unless you're speaking of the original meaning of Gay,
Which means "happy"
In which case,
I am extremely Gay!
And I know it may seem queer,
That I support these guys,
(No homo)
But I know what it's like to fall in,
and out,
Of love,
With a women,
And if it's half that with another man,
Or another women,
Then just love,
Cause it's beautiful,
Love is an early morning sunrise,
Few people get to really see,
In all it's pale blue and orange glory,
It is a meteor shower,
Sailing across the night sky,
Impossible to believe,
Unless you see it for yourself,
Love is something that shouldn't be denied,
So when it comes to my friends sexual orientation,
I don't ask,
But I do tell,
I tell them to ignore the religious zealots,
Who claim you're disgracing God,
A God,
That's been beaten and molded,
To fit into the narrow confines,
Of their single minded beliefs,
Because God,
Created man in his own image,
So if that's true,
Could God be Gay?
Lesbian?
Bisexual?
Transgender?
Honestly,
I don't care if there is a God,
That hates you or not,
Cause I know,
That there is no right way to fall,
In,
Or out,
Of love,
Cause love is just that,
Falling,
You can't control it,
You'll never know when,
You're going to fall head over heals,
Can't control where you'll hit the ground,
Or how long you'll be left,
Suspended in thin air,
All I know is,
We shouldn't be ashamed of falling."
"エンド" Marth finished
Silence. Nobody spoke. Not even R.O.B. or Snake who have been listening intently. When all of a sudden Ike yelled out bluntly, "What the hell did you just say?"
Marth facepalmed. And nearly face planted. In all of his excitement, he forgot that he was the only one who only spoke Japanese and no English.
"あなたは私をからかっクソさに持っている!" yelled an angry Marth. Which earned a soft chuckle from Snake.
