BORN FREE
Born free, free of ego, free of hate.
Free of judgement about your mates.
No difference, no disparity.
Until teenage angst makes you aware.
Not alike after all, sexual stirrings that appall.
Must hide, not let on, Catholic church's biggest con.
Much confusion and disillusion.
No future free from care, just despair.
Makes me angry and appalled.
That we are blamed for how we're born.
For this Catholic church I'm full of scorn.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2018
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