NaPoWriMo Day 4

I am not gay or transgender, but I have very dear friends in both of those communities. When I see them being dismissed, or outright attacked, it makes me very cross. So yeah… I guess I’m “Woke”. Enjoy!

Woke

I’m told I am a “woke half-wit”,

For showing some respect,

And kindness where it’s needed most,

No more than I’d expect.

Now “woke” is yelled by some who feel,

Their freedom under threat,

The freedom to bully and mock,

Is such a loss I bet.

I have some friends are transgender,

And some friends who are gay,

I have to say, none have tried to,

Change me in any way.

The “gay agenda” is a myth,

As most sane people know,

But some don’t understand just fear,

Down rabbit holes they go.

They find someone who shares their fear,

Hang on their every word,

The echo chamber grows so loud,

No other voice is heard.

So am I woke? I guess I am,

And that’s okay with me,

If that means to see who you are,

And then just let you be.

Unless you choose from ignorance,

To strike some thoughtless blow,

Dismiss, diminish who they are,

Then guess where you can go.

Cheers,

NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 17

This is for every LGBTQ+ friend, family member, acquaintance or total stranger out there. I see you. I support you. You deserve to live your life and love who you choose as who you are. Stay strong. You deserve happiness and don’t let anyone tell you different!

Free to Love, Free to Live

Not free to love, not free to live,

Their life as who they are.

Well just because the law has changed,

Don’t think we’ve come so far.

There’s still so many ways someone,

Can run somebody down.

Suck every fleck of joy from life,

Then laugh to watch them drown.

If you do not conform to what,

They claim is God’s own way.

They’ll name and shame and try to blame,

Claim it’s their right to say.

How many people have to live,

Their whole life as a lie?

How many more so wracked with shame,

That they would sooner die?

The “Gay Agenda” is a myth,

There’s no such thing my dear.

The sole agenda’s age-old lies,

And vague, unfounded fear.

Not free to love, not free to live,

I swear this is not right.

And though it’s not about me still,

I will support this fight.

Cheers, Winston