Pastels can be for boys or girls

I have a gay child.. I knew it from an early age but until he got older he wasn't aware of the cruel and judgmental people.. if you have a child or loved one then express how it effects you or how you feel about it..

no collabs
new or old

no rules on length or structure..

i'll go first..

his
favorite color was purple

made him feel beautiful

he


had a certain way
about his walk

pranced

he wore pastels
my

polished prince

convinced he lived in a palace
without malace

a peace
only a beast
would feast on

"momma am i gross?"

baby..
you're the most
beatiful little boy
in the world

and FUCK
who ever said
you had to like girls..

tell them to
come and talk to me

for i love
to battle the will
of the lost
and illiterate

ignorant social sadists...

so you
carry your favorite baby doll
dress it



in all
lace..



i love nothing more
then the taste


of an innocence grace..

tonight,



i'll paint your nails
we'll have a

form fitting
gender sitting
tea party

where



i can be the mom
and you

can feel no wrong..


shame is for the weak
and you my son





have an inner strength
that others

can only dream of...


and i've
never been more proud...

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FOR MY COUSIN

It is not "kosher" to be gay
You have not told your mother
She is pressuring you to marry
The chuppah is waiting for you
She is forcing you to date girls
Please do not do it

You know my first husband
He walked in your shoes
Thought marriage could change him
Marriage just brought me the blues
A nasty divorce, recriminations, accusations
I, the wife, left holding the bag

Now I know you are more ethical
Than my ex-husband, duplicity is not your nature
You will have to be strong and brave
Put the issue on the table
They may reject you for all the wrong reasons
Believe me, the bible does not say it is a sin

If you read the bible it says you cannot be a prostitute
It says whore for women and sodomites for men
At issue is what G-D really meant
Is that he created us in his image
Then gay and heterosexual are normal
As long as both are ethical

If you need a hand to steady your fear
Take mine, for I understand what the others hear
There are gay animals, it is a fact of zoology
This is not a matter of theology
So go find the love of your life
Invite me to the wedding, so I can say "Mazel Tov".


IMAGE ABOVE:

Orthodox rabbi marries gay couple in historic wedding in DC

For the first time in history, Steve Greenberg, an openly-gay American rabbi ordained by the Orthodox movement, has officiated at a same-sex wedding ceremony.

Ooohhhh thank you.. beautifully delivered..

Thank you for the competition Devilish!

thank you beautiful..

For my step son...

Needing to tell someone
you broke down, told me,
not knowing what would
happen,
I loved you the
minute you knocked on
my door six years ago,
asking for my
husband, saying
hello I'm your son,
no different from anyone
else, everyone is
treated the same,
you cried for a second
and I cracked a joke,
from then on you knew
even if you loved boys
you would be loved

“Ain’t No Sinner, Cousin”
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Oh, so you’re trapped inside yourself sweetness!
Well,
don’t you fret fellow,
don’t you let them ignorant-people
get you down,
take that frown off your pretty-face.
Speak up my friend,
come out of that dark place,
step out into the light and
join the human- club.
There’s really no reason to feel left out,
show a little bit of courage,
we all wear the same suit,
most of us call it skin.
The losers,
the ones who never win,
call it sin.
After all,
you’re a winner,
you ain’t no sinner,
I can tell cousin.

For my two best friends

Here you are put to shame for your relationship
For the fact that you two have a forbidden love for one another
And I cannot be happier for you guys

You look so happy together when you're walking down the street
Holding hands, kidding out
Tickling each other

Does it really matter
What sexual orientation you are?
I'm pan sexual.
Ninety-five percent of the population probably doesn't even know what that is.
And to be honest?
Good.

I appear heterosexual.
Everyone appears heterosexual.
Until you get to know them.

But if you get to know them
And then immediately assume
"Oh, they're gay.
Well, they must be horrible people,
Who sin against god and hate the human population
Because they're gay."
No.
That's like assuming
That
Since someone looks like Hitler
They're going to kill every Jew on Earth.

Living bullshit is a great definition of a large handful of the human population.

Aweeeee  these are amazing thank you. much love.

My "Fairy" Tale

I recall when I was you
Afraid to show off my true hues
Of pink, lavender, and baby blue
I was in the phase of navy blue
An angry dude
Always fixated on society's point of view
Of what a male should be
And how to present masculinity
Wasting valuable energy
Avoiding signs of femininity
A broken wrist
Could never exist
Only in mind when I dreamed of being kissed
Swapping spit and facial hair
A taboo affair in my fantasy
Determined to become a reality
But I was a coward
I relinquished my power
To ignorant punks who gay bash
I once witnessed the backlash
To a homosexual friend of mine
Who unfortunately was at the wrong place at the wrong time
He was paying these so called straight boys no mind
They hit him from behind
A statistic of a hate crime
As I wept my secret still kept
The scenario haunted me everytime I slept
Waking up soaking wet
Drenched in cold sweat
Breathing heavy
At that moment I was ready
Well semi-ready to expose my pastel pallet
Behind closed doors I let a guy toss my salad
It felt so right even though it felt weird
That's when it became clear
It was official I was queer
Well damn near
I still watched sports and drank beer
But I was one step closer to overcoming my fear
Until finally I broke the shackles off my ankles
And then the impossible became possible
I've experienced a breakthrough
I no longer perceived my desires as shameful
My wish to be free finally came true
Now I'm myself in all my hues
Those pinks, lavenders, and baby blues
Living my life the way I choose
I had plenty to gain and nothing to lose
Is your feet strong enough to walk in my shoes?
For the sake of your twinkle toes
I sure hope so

she was a nurse
she served in the army
before i was born
over the years i think i met
at least two of her lovers
she lived in new jersey
and she came up to visit
every couple of years
no one ever said anything
i slowly realized on my own
her hair was short
she drove a pickup
i guess you'd call her butch
but i didn't care
she was a great deal kinder
than anybody should ever be
always helping
always doing
always trying
and food said
that she loved you
she made so much
because she loved us so much
i loved my aunt dearly
and i was very sad to see her die
when i nurse dies of breast cancer
knowing she has it
but she'd rather
take care of other people
i suppose it makes me a little mad
but mostly i'm proud
and i have to admit unequivocally
that the best person i've had the
pleasure of knowing
also happened to be gay

Don't Be Afraid of the Rainbow



what would I think if my boy ever said to me
that he rather grow pastels then play with trains?
Maybe it was his destiny to be anything out of
the ordinary like redcorns deep in the forest.
All I could do is love him like I always have,
support the  rebellious ambition no matter the path.
here, take my hand but promise to never let go
I'm on your side till the night no longer glows,
when the world turns their back and says no
but pay it no mind, people are afraid of the rainbow
but I guess that's just emotion peeping through.
I wish the world could see your beautiful smile,
love your own hands and style, flow like the Nile
skin tougher then a crocodile, unique by a mile.
I've always known, welcome to my little secret
you are the sweetest, of that we are in agreement,
hate, hate, hate, why does it even exist?
I guess it has to for beauty's essence to resonate.

Be You

I knew he'd be an oddball
with me for a mother, it was inevitable

I knew he'd see things differently
look at things more thoroughly
rebel against society

I knew he'd make a stand one day
I brought him up that way

I watched him struggle to be himself
in the midst of crowds that expected something else

watched him depressed
locked behind his room door with the music on
writing stuff in his journal
just like his mother

I watched and I knew
I could do nothing

nothing more than help him rise above it
teach him about love and the lack of boundaries
that should come with it
teach him that it was better to be hated for being himself
then ducking down for someone else
teach him genetics, anthropological science
how to think logically and based on facts
and at the end end of the day

I taught him how to kick ass
I put him in karate, he won loads of trophies
then I took him out to the garden
taught him how we'd fight in Glasgow

how to shoot straight with a pistol
or a crossbow

but mostly, I said
stay peaceful
and no matter what
be you