Ex-Gay, Part Ii
...How did this happen? I can’t say,
I’ve no science that can explain,
maybe it was a genetic quirk,
a switch thrown in the brain.
Maybe I’m just a bisexual,
could it be I always was?
Maybe choice does play a part
In the mess of nature’ laws.
Perhaps upbringing plays a role,
or shares roles with genetics?
But the truth is, I’ve no idea
what drives our sexual ticks.
I’m no doctor or geneticist,
not trained in human minds,
all I can say with certainty
was that there once was a time
when men fired up my loins,
and haunted all my dreams,
yet somehow now it’s woman
on whom I sneak a peek.
But what I never expected,
was the reaction that I got,
from people I considered friends,
at least that’s what I thought.
Every gay friend that I once had,
no longer will take my calls,
it’s as if there was nothing deep,
no true friendship at all.
And I used to vote democrat,
because they seemed inclusive,
but they’ve no use for a man
who doesn’t follow narratives.
Worst of all, the P.C. bunch
rages at my mere presence,
I guess exceptions can’t be made,
so much for tolerance.
The why of it I can’t explain,
how are they threatened by me?
Is it that the change I had
pokes their insecurities?
Perhaps some of those folk fear,
that if I could face such change
then the person they think they are
might be challenged in some way?
These days they only talk to me
to try and ‘convert’ me back,
but whatever drives their fury,
I’ve grown tired of their crap.
They can hate and rant aloud,
try to wish my life away,
but I’ll still be here, living life
as a husband, and ex-gay.
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