I’ve wondered more and more if
I will meet that soul which
compliments mine since
contemplating that I can love another
man as I can love a woman;
I’ve wondered more and more where
I am going now and
who with since
resuscitating my love for
God’s creatures, so much that
I wish to become one myself at times.
I’ve learned more about myself; I’ve learned
more about what makes
the animals, plants,
how they’re similar,
how they’re different – it’s
quite amazing. Maybe I will
follow my childhood dream of
veterinary practice or doing my
part in conservation and education, to
broaden our specie’s mind, exposing them
to other life on Earth – life I
would rather be a part of. Oh, how
I would love that! And by my side, the
man I love, who shares my love
for the natural world;
whoever he may be.
I revealed my true self to a community of
those who claim to love me –
one member decided to voice her opinion
on the matter, one that was more like
an annoying mosquito
buzzing in my ear. She openly
questioned my sex life, yet
is that not a taboo subject
among close-minded followers of God?
Puberty happened to the old me,
the sheltered me.
I’m fully aware that
penis plus vagina equals snoo snoo, and
not penis plus anus –
don’t act like I’m stupid.
This brainwashed zombie continued
harassing me on the matter, as did others who
agreed with the old-fashioned, 50s American lifestyle.
I told them I was done –
no longer did I want to
associate myself with fag haters. Now
I’m a lost cat without a home –
wandering, searching, hoping for a better life
filled with a love that God intended.
I hope this torrent doesn’t come
to pass. Was this merely
late-night wanderings of the mind?
A prophetic vision of what’s to come?
Or a warning.
At least the graphite flaked off
onto the paper – now the
self-healing process begins
This is another prompt response for my poetry class; the prompt was: write a poem that scares you.
It’s also another one where I’m giving a disclaimer ahead of time. This is quite personal, though hypothetical, and contains a term that some may find offensive; I apologize in advance. Read on if you’d like.
I will admit, this will get very revealing about my past. In a way, I guess this is a testimony of sorts in regards to what I’ve been struggling with lately. Read on at your own discretion.