Faggot

Wed, 05/18/2016 - 19:11 -- TEARS

Faggot

Thats what they call me

It's my new name

For loving who I love I am insulted

For being who I am society will not accept me

 

Faggot

The word describes me

I melt into 

pure bliss as my lovers lips

lock with mine 

in the streets of New York City

then all I hear is that word

the f word

"look at those faggots"

 

Faggot

Is it really that bad

to kiss my girlfriend in public

to embrace her

without being called out

they have so easy

 

Faggot

well I have more balls then you

i have more pride 

i can live my life knowing 

I can be me

I have the courage to risk everything

by coming out of the closet

and being openly 

lesbian

 

Faggot

You know

its not that bad

I am what I am

I will not be embarrassed 

to kiss her

to love her

to hug her

to whisper in my lovers ear

and say 

"forget their stares darling"

"it's just you and I"

we feel the warmth of each others lips

and are blocking out everyone else

Mothers who cover their child's eyes

saying "don't look"

those who yell and call us that word 

but my lover overwhelms the hate

And all I need is her

 

Faggot

I AM A FAGGOT

not in a bad way

i am a faggot

and I don't care

I am a faggot

who is proud

i am a faggot

whose heart is warm even though

it is surrouned by ice

I am a faggot

And I will not put up with 

your jealousy

 

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
Me
My country
Our world

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