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Far Too Far
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Unpleasant (PG-NC17) A parade of gay men walked down the street the other day.
They waved banners and shouted pride and made people think twice
It was a good, good thing
And then a young gay man met me on the street
He was all smiles and winks
I told him, "No thank you."
He scowled and called me "A faggot waiting to happen."
A brochure came in the mail the other day
Affirmative action securing the future of people who once
had none
It was a good, good thing
And then a man was hired simply because of the color of his skin
He did not know the job
I said, "You were hired because of your race, not your ability."
He sneered and called me "A racist."
A gathering of women slammed into old idiocies and stood as one against abuse of their sex
Old men growled but caved in
It was a good, good thing
And then a friend tells of a time he held his wife down because she was trying to cut her wrists
He sobbed into her hair, begging her to stop
He said, "I was just trying to protect her" to the police
They say, "If you touch anyone without their permission, it's assault."
He wept in a prison cell overnight wondering "Why?"
I wake up each day thankful that God has put it there
I dress, get breakfast, and goof around with my son
While we watch cartoons
I don't read the paper anymore.
I hardly watch the news.
I am an uninformed adult in a world of pain and blame.
I would not have it any other way.
Well meaning people start well meaning projects that become well meaning beliefs.
These beliefs are then twisted into disgusting simulacrums
That then cause more grief than what they were trying to cure
So once again, we raise the bar
And once again, we go far too far
I admire you for doing such an unspeakable thing as actually going against what is expected...the poem that I have on this website called "Flowing" indirectly relates to this.
I read your comment on my ..half poem.. "quote me" and I agree, pain knows no boundries but at the same time i also agree that its sad that it starts at such a young age and i appreciate your concern. But as for your poem, its amazing. Your writing style is so unique and your topic was amazing. You can know that I'll always be reading your poetry.
Wow. I love this. It's a shame that you had to write this though- but I am feelin it, mos def.
Love & respect through poetry
Michele
Wow. This poem really captures a problem that I seem to be having recently. I have trouble choosing "sides" in most issues- namely because of the sort of instances that you express in this poem. This is very well-written and makes a very valid and striking point.
I love the way you told each side of the story. That's really hot, I mean you said things that people don't like, fuss about, and fight over everyday but you fought back with words. I love it....
Whether we like it or not...I think many many of us have experienced something similar...as well as have had these exact thoughts. It is a tragedy the world around us has come to this..but it still needs to be spoken outloud. There is no bigotry in this..it is just fact for many.
Well written!
Pax,
Rhiannon :-)
(LadyHawke)
From the author: A bigot is someone who has outlandish ideals with no basis in fact. While I am no sociologist, every instance in this poem is an actual experience. And let me clarify uninformed, as well; it just means that I don't like to watch the news. Regardless of how unworldy I am, it does not change the fact that all of what I said actually happened. Draw your own conclusions--intelligently and politely, if at all possible.
Quite the "uninformed" bigot aren't we?