What if I told you,
I was gay?
Hear me out,
Please hear me out.
What if I told you,
I was gay
What’ll you say?
Stare in shame?
Not a phase?
A mere disgrace?
Hear me out
What if, I told you,
I was gay?
Would you, look at me
With disgust?
Would you, say my name
In distrust?
Would you, hear me out
Or disrupt?
Please hear me out
What if, I come out of the
Closet.
Would you, put me in a box?
Or hang me on a cross?
Would you, take me as your son?
Or salt me by the turn?
Would you, accept me in your gatherings?
Or subject me to sheer flattering?
Dear Mr. Christian, please hear me out.
If I told you I was gay,
Would that be the end of our
Friendship?
Friendship built on trust,
Built on love,
Built on respect.
Built on foundations,
which can only erect. Erect.
Eject the erect.
Please hear me out.
If I told you I was gay,
No doubt you’ll subject me to a,
Stereotype.
Alongside my classmates,
No doubt you’ll make us take subjects,
Far above our class range.
the big boned boy, who refuses
to call himself, – fat.
the dark skinned girl,
whom you’ve taught to look exterior,
Cause the glow within her skin, makes you feel inferior.
Or Tola,
whose parents played a joke
at his height from birth,
he really wishes he were taller, please hear me out.
If I told you I was gay,
Would you,
blame me for my sexuality?
Cause in reality,
No one is born by his choice.
Or would you, leave me in the hands of God.
Cause introspectively, no one is born a homosexual.
Each man is born empty, vague,
tabula rasa.
We learn all we know,
racism, sexism, feminism
and all other isms.
So if we learn to hate, we can be taught to love,
If we learn to be gay, we can be taught to betray,
Hear me out, cause if cogito ergo sum
Then I think, therefore I am.
Wake Up.
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