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He Hates His Gay Son

Teen Queen

Say your son loves a man
But do you undestand?
That he does this cause he needs love
That’s why that one night he didn’t use a glove

Ya boy gots AIDS and you want to throw him under a bus
You’ll kill him faster than a disease igniting a fuss
No one wants a gay kid
But think to yourself how’d you treat em if you did?

When I was bisexual I didn’t want to be
That’s why I hid my actions cause I didn’t want anyone to see
Now what you think, want to call me names to?
Gay or not people can get hurt by what you do
You know damn well you don’t want me talking about you

Homophobes can catch vapors
Run off at the mouth then die of something major
You must like making people feel bad
Did you know I already feel bad enough from not having a dad?!
Don’t go around having people feel suicidal and sad
Just because with life and everyone you're mad

I love all my friends, family, human beings in general
Be it their murders, addicts or homosexuals
Can’t you remember back to a time where you weren’t right?
Think back to a time when the temptations were too strong to fight
I’m not hating you so why hate me?
This is not how it has to be
God up in heaven sits high and looks low
You want to say I’m on my way to hell cause you must don’t know
That only good loving people will get to go

Who’s sure?
Instead of hating let’s search for a cure
Let’s give love and give it unconditionally
Think how would you want people to treat you if your were me
I’m going to care for you
Do what your supposed to do and care for the uncared for too

The ones with no love are the ones that really need it
Go hug your son and stop throwing fits
Who knows, you might be the one to get him through
Make yourself someone he can finally look up to

Father’s behold your sons
Tell the boy you love him and forget what he’s done
God’s forgiven him, why can’t you?
It’s time to take a stand do what through sin your sons been asking you to
Love is all he wants, love is all he needs
A father’s love is something only YOU can feed.

Teen Queen has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Teen's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Teen's latest works:

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