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Oct 2018
I remember that fateful day
when I came to the world
stating who I ‘m meant to be
with no doubt of circumstance
the world reacted with no shock
an exclamation that was approved
my statements rang upon their ears
expectations then confirmed

first I said I was a straight
orientation all should have
with desires that did not extend
beyond vanilla curds and whey
longing for the opposite
blessed by holy words inscribed
no confusion about the match
with the slotted plumbing bits

then I said I was a cis
knowing gender was ascribed
by the lady or the lad
with nothing else to be had
identity was sanctified
by the stamp of Eden’s dawn
lasting after tainted fall
binary will carry on

duality has been disclosed
bared to a world that does not care
when the expected is exposed
instead of horrors outside the curve
the normative was my groove
if only all could feel the same
they should take the same risk
to come out as the approved.

© 2018. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20181013.
The poem “The Approved” is about the fateful day that cishet people come out of their respective closets.    Cishet is an abbreviation of cisgendered heterosexual: a person that identifies as the *** they were born as and are attracted to the opposite.
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