A
neighbour once spotted my poetry readings on You Tube and told me I should be ashamed of myself for
comments along the lines that homosexuality is not a matter of choice but the
sexuality with which we are born and should not be considered unnatural. He takes the view that homosexuality is 'as unnatural as it gets.' Oh, well, it's
true what they say. You can please some of the people some of the time, but you
can't please all the people all the time. [Do I care?]
Until
1967, gay relationships were illegal here in the UK. We should
not forget that in some parts of the world they still are, even here in the
so-called ‘liberal’ West. Gay people whose family origins are
rooted in a culture intrinsically hostile to same sex relationships have as tough a time now
as many of us did years ago. It all depends
whether or not we are growing up in a gay-friendly environment. Those of us who
are comfortable with being openly gay should not rush to judge those who feel
obliged – for whatever reason – to stay in the damn closet.
Someone
contacted me after reading this poem in my collection borrowed from a public
library to ask, ‘How can being gay possibly have anything to do with our spiritual
identity and well-being as God intended?’ Well, if he (or she) reads
either of my poetry blogs or any of my other collection it should be clear that
we don’t share the same concept of God. I take a sense of spirituality
from nature, not religion. Why? Well, as regular know only too well, it is because nature doesn’t discriminate
between this sense of identity or that. The reader only gave a screen name, and my
email bounced back when I tried to reply. (Could I have touched a nerve, I ask
myself? )
True,
sexual identity is only a part of a whole, but it is integral to who we are and
how we live our lives; if we need a strategy for identity at all, it is (surely?)
taking pride in that and finding the
self-confidence to carry on regardless.
Being gay is no crime; what is criminal and inexcusable is using hate as a weapon to justify violence against others; it has to be among the very worst of human failings, invariably a cowardly expression of frustrations and shortcomings that do not bear close self-scrutiny by the perpetrators for fear of their being made to confront them.
Gay bashing is not the only form of hate crime, of course, and no civilized society- or community - should tolerate it in any shape or form.
Being gay is no crime; what is criminal and inexcusable is using hate as a weapon to justify violence against others; it has to be among the very worst of human failings, invariably a cowardly expression of frustrations and shortcomings that do not bear close self-scrutiny by the perpetrators for fear of their being made to confront them.
Gay bashing is not the only form of hate crime, of course, and no civilized society- or community - should tolerate it in any shape or form.
GETTING THE BETTER OF BAD ATTITUDE
Once,
being gay was a crime,
g-a-y not
invented for sexual identity ,
dictionary meaning 'strikingly pretty’
while
‘homosexual’ the more polite term
in
village, town, and city
Invariably,
we would hear
queer,
pouf, homo, fag or even shirt-lifter
hurled as
a term of (everyday) abuse
at anyone
even suspected of harbouring
intimate
thoughts and desires
towards a
same sex lover (real or fantasy)
daring
(heaven forbid) to light fires
in the
hearts of those others
who, too,
longed to dive under covers
and be
true (if well out of sight)
to a
secret self dying to tell all and burst
into
orgasm, forced instead to follow
convention,
be seen to live
a
‘normal’ life (whatever that might be)
according
to criteria laid down
by a
society verging on hysteria for its inability
to see
woods for trees
or its
so-called betters for their hypocrisies
but,
rather, preferring to take
the moral
high, cite this or that religion-speak,
looking a
suspect homosexual in the eye,
acknowledge
his or her right
to draw
breath in a world forever
heard
protesting that a common humanity
actually
exists
Alas,
bigotry persists, old prejudices
as likely
to win the day as new laws meant
to
embrace, reaffirm, and reinforce
a basic
Human Right to live and let live,
gay or
straight
Time
passes, and bad attitudes (hopefully);
no room (ever) for complacency
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2010; 2016
[Note:
This poem has been slightly revised (2013) and the title revised (2016) from an
earlier version as it appears as 'A Strategy for Identity' in On the Battlefields of Love by
R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2010.]
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