Straight Parent wrote:
@ LB Citizen
Why waste your creative talents on "Robert," Tulsa OK?
Write a poem to help gays come out to their parents, loved ones and friends. I bet you could even get it published. Your poem could be inspirational and comforting. Gays just want love and acceptance like everyone else...but I'm not gay so what do I know?
This is my challenge to you, let's see what you can do.
When i was 5 years old
And my teacher gave us candy
She said to give to someone you liked
So of course I gave mine to Danny
And when I was almost 8 years old
I wanted to play baseball
But the way I use to swing that bat
I was anything but graceful
But when I was nearly 10 years old
And I was watching Gomer Pyle
The Seargent use to make me sweat
Everytime I saw him smile
When I was 12, I surely thought
That what I was feeling was a phase
Until I dreamed of Ed Ansner
Sleeping in my bed
And still I was confused
At the very age of thirteen
I thought "I just have not hit puberty yet"
Maybe better luck at 14.
So soon I was in Junior high
And things got worse from there
Instead of playing with the fella's
I just braided the cheerleaders hair
And when I got to High School
Things almost went pretty well
Till I discovered religion
And I thought I was going to hell
I prayed for God to rescue me
From this painful thorn in my side
His silence was certainly deafening
I really wanted to die
My father asked me bluntly
If was somehow qu#er.
I told "Dad, of course not"
But only out of feer
Till one day when I was 22
My life did change forever
It was then I knew I needed to live
My life a bit more better
For you see no one can live my life
Except for just me
And if loving someone is such a sin
Then I will never truly be free
Acceptance is not just a word
It's an act of love and courage
I only wish more people would
Maybe we'd have less violence
Until that day, I say to you
Hold strong, steadfast and sure
We may not be able to marry today
But perhaps we may tomorrow.
Stay strong my peeps.
There parent, how was that?