All over
the world there are gay boys and girls coming to terms with their sexuality,
and the fact that not everyone has either the maturity or understanding to
recognize the moral courage it takes to ‘come out’ nor the inhumanity if not immorality
of a holier-than-thou attitude towards anyone
who is ‘different’.
As I have
said many times, our differences do not make us different, only human.
This poem
has not appeared on the blog since 2010 and reader ‘Bryan’ has requested its
reappearance. Bryan says, ‘I have been happy living with the same partner for some
years now, but will never forget my first rejection by a boy in the 6th
form at school. It haunted me well into my thirties, and it wasn’t until I met
my partner that I found the courage of my sexuality...’
I love
that phrase ‘the courage of my sexuality’ don’t you?
Here’s
sending a BIG HUG to Bryan and his partner.
20,000 STREETS UNDER THE SKY, AND COUNTING
Wandering a maze of streets where
we’d played,
innocents in childhood’s special
places,
I
recalled dreams we’d had and plans we’d made,
chocolate and ice cream on our
faces
Later, during teenage years, I’d
dared confide
a sensation of being in freefall,
swept along by feelings compelled
to hide
yet bound to answer nature’s
frantic call
Wary of streets where once you’d
walked with me,
tossed aside by our childhood’s
secret haunts
on feisty waves of brave maturity,
I turned a deaf ear to your jeers
and taunts
These streets, alone, stood by and
embraced me,
kept faith with a youth’s sexuality
Copyright R. N. Taber 2010
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