TO BE GAY
To be gay is not a wound
it is not a sore to be covered
or a shrine of the afflicted
to be looked upon with pity
it is not a strange anomaly
to be explained for validation
it is the difference that gives
a double heart of empathy
and a sense of belonging
not by blood but by heart
To be gay is to be human
without pomp and spectacle
it does not deny of pride
it is a march towards truth
with purpose and dignity
Written by Jodek
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2 Comments
Mandy
January 25, 09:02To be gay is to be you. It’s not an aberration. Or a fashion accessory. Or an appendage. It’s you and you’re it.
Great poem on gay pride, jodek.
Nel
January 25, 21:11??