The Word Is...

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From time to time, I find myself looking back in horror and anger to the dark days of my youth when gay relationships were illegal here in the UK, especially when I receive emails from gay people living in a gay-unfriendly environment (anywhere in the world) and besieged with doubts regarding the integrity of his or her sexuality.

It is OK to be gay, If other people have a problem with that, it's their problem. The world is all the richer for the diversity of people in it; as I have said many times on the blogs, our differences do not make us different, just human,

THE WORD IS…

G-A-Y is a word that’s had me worried

till I met you

G-A-Y is a word that’s had me scared

for HIV-AIDS

G-A-Y is a word I’d heard is a synonym

for perverse

G-A-Y is a word I’d only known used

for a punch bag

G-A-Y is a word I was taught to believe

only losers use

G-A-Y is a word I was told denies God

and worse

G-A-Y is a word I was encouraged to spit

upon

G-A-Y is a word that fair shook the life

out of me

G-A-Y is a word that tossed me into a pit

of wintry despair

G-A-Y is the word that returned me to light

and springtime

G-A-Y is the word that tossed me a lifeline

and set me free

G-A-Y is a word that really had me worried

till you found me

Copyright R. N. Taber 2010

  

[Note: This poem was written in 1973, rediscovered in 2009.and first posted on the Internet in 2010]