What is gay and what does it mean? Who is gay is it someone you’ve seen? If someone were gay would you know who they are: Do they wear different clothes or drive a strange car? If they are so different from someone like you then what makes you hate them as much as you do? You say they’re a race like black and like white; you call them rude names like fag and like dyke. You treat them as if they were less than you are, you spit in their face and bash in their car. How can you hate what you don’t understand, and how can you judge without taking their hand. What makes you right and what makes them wrong and why has this hatred gone on so long? So if we’re a race as you say; then what is the trait that makes someone gay? And if being gay is considered a trait then so are the bi’s and so are the straight’s. Who are we? Again I must ask; we’re just like you we’re not wearing a mask. Our face’s aren’t different they are the same, look in our eyes and you’ll feel our pain. Pain that is caused by things that you do, the rude things you say when we’re sitting by you. The comments you make about what we do; that straight is o.k. because it’s like you. The truth is, we are like you. We do have hearts and we can love to. The difference that lies between you and I is you are too shallow to see what’s inside. When you see someone all you see is their skin, you don’t see their soul and that is the sin. We choose our mate by what is inside, we should be proud and not have to hide. We do not hate you or spit in your face; we do not curse you or call you a race. So if you still say that all gays are the same, then it’s you my Friend that is needing to change. We will be gay from our birth till we die; not being ourselves would be living a lie. I wish for you the gift to be wise and I’ll stand beside those you despise. I encourage you to open your eyes, and I hope that someday you’ll see the light. I wish you the best without holding a grudge,
because in the end it’s you who’ll be judged.
Written By Rose DeVoll - 2001
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