The poet in me
Understands that I am
A foreigner in their world
Someone who lives
Outside of time
Belonging to the heart
Of the universe
An unheard-of star
Sparkling spiritedly
To the few people
Who see the concrete me

I wander in rampant realms
Enveloped in shadow
Staring at every person
At a regularized reality
That didn’t come across
As being fond of me
Everything they see within me
Contrasts vastly with their lifestyle

My life as a homosexual
Has created separation
And agitation among many ones
They don’t see me essentially as I was before
Before the door was unlocked
And I was exposed
I used to be a part of their world
Existing inside of time
Feeling rapturously refreshed
Loving the way I conjugated
With their creations
Feeling favored, validated
Like the luckiest boy in the world

But when that door came open
And I was thoroughly explored
I began to lose more friends than a few
Even the closest ones I thought would stay
Settled upon walking away in downright confusion
Most people don’t comprehend
What it means to be a gay man
And so, they greatly rejected me
Left me in separateness

Now, I traverse with the universe
Taken in the wings of its existence
Tremendously loved for being shamelessly me
Shielded in its far-ranging strength
Blessed with abundant gifts to use
To express my creative side
To the rare ones who are in harmony
With my distinctiveness