Life Is A Short Smile
I met a lady during my years of torture
She said to me:
If my child identifies as gay
He will die.
Why? I asked.
She replied:
The mental torture
The emotional trauma
That which comes with being gay
Is like carrying a double measure of life’s burdens
That is enough to cause death.
I nodded and then I said to her
That I am gay and not doubly burdened
How do you do it? she asked
Shock at my admission evident in her voice
By taking each day as it comes, I said.
One step at a time
I don’t dream of a better future
Dreaming only wastes my current energy
I don’t dwell on past troubles
Worrying only takes away the strength I need to do today
I regard everyday as a reason to smile
Every breath as a reason to stay happy
Written by Edafe Richie Okporo
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6 Comments
Delle
June 10, 09:17This is the Gospel.
Quinn
June 10, 09:47I choose to be happy and smile!
Bruce Knotts
June 10, 21:15Very moving. When will people accept us as people.
Just Negodu
June 11, 20:50Nice one. By taking each day as it comes.
Moderator, how can i share my pleasant story on this pleasant platform.
Pink Panther
June 11, 21:02By sending it via email to pantherptb@yahoo.com or kitodiaries@gmail.com
Pankar
July 24, 13:59Cool