A History of Creation
if you call it a sin
the youth 'll shout it's our time
as experience shall count tomorrow.
if you call it a chemisrty,our fathers shall add it's our heritage,
for the blessings that surrouings the table
comes from the seed moulded by the potter.
who 'll question divinity or nature
though immorality spreads like breeze and infedelity speaks orders,
let him bless the hands of reproduction that brought an egg to a crawlin baby,
then to a craving youth sleeping in hope,
and a home of hope building realities.
if you talk of an old man
who sleeps under the roof of memory
waiting for the handsome hands of death,
bless him for tha passionate kiss that transpired when he wore canvass and
neck lace,
expressing his strength under skirts.
This history of creation is more than heritage or addiction,
as gay without fear of misconduct
abuses nature and drink from the hands of cruel civilization.
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