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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required If you believe I was born to fall in love with other men Then, you’re not familiar with this life No one is ever born into this filthy sin If it’s so, there’s was no need for the one called “Jesus Christ” Make no bones about it, we deny Him, when we chose to chose this choice As it is, to hide our guilty conscience and pretend to make peace with it We begin by convincing ourselves that the wrong is merely right And you joined in…with the conspiracy, thinking you were being such a good friend but, instead you helped in making iniquity normal in the end I begged! I pleaded for months with my accomplices! “Please, please repent”! I wanted to embrace what’s light and out all these lies! The propagandas of homosexuality! But, then ones who yelled out acceptance loudest were the ones who then, threatened … To shorten my life’s and its own expectancies “No, the truth can’t get out” they said. Oh! The evil of this society But, now we have to emulate the lie by teaching it to our very little kids Why must we take away their innocence? Why must also start putting confusion into teens? Guess what? If you’re not born with it, you can now choose a gender in an elementary classroom quiz God, I am only twenty four years old… Why couldn’t I understand what I was doing before it grew too late? I know you love me but, before I loved you, I so much more loved the world In my end, I am glad to have found a true friend and I’m sure he’ll miss me as he relates my confession, of a young man who died from aids. This piece is a confession related to me, from a young man named “John” whom I spoke with for several months on Sundays after church. “The whole lifestyle is akin to a brainwashing by peers and one’s self” said John. ©copyright 1996
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