My Two Sons

My flesh and blood
refused to follow me
refused the notion of the flood
fought for right, not for me

Duty served
country proud
Now we two sons confess
we have transitioned to the dress

Father hid all the witnesses
to the truth of his two creations
from the watchtower he decried
the beauty, compassion and love

all he derides

allahbetrayalbiblebullyingchildfree verse

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Francis Brown

March 23, 2020 at 5:08 PM

Nice write. Echoes reality; our reality.

Jan Allison

January 2, 2020 at 6:22 AM

profound write indeed Art,and proof that not everyone has to follow like blind sheep Hugs Jan xx

Freddie Robinson Jr.

November 16, 2019 at 2:18 AM

Profound poem, Arthur! Seems tolerance is a bane emotion. Heavy free-thinking poetry. Muse ink worthy. Love and peace always.

Kai Michael Neumann

November 3, 2019 at 5:31 AM

Wow.

Swetha Vangaveti

October 3, 2019 at 9:53 PM

It certainly makes one to think. Deep and perfectly crafted. :)

Paul Callus

October 3, 2019 at 4:51 PM

You have such a way with words, Arthur. You treat such a topic with understanding and acceptance. Regards // paul

Paul Callus

October 3, 2019 at 4:52 PM

Have not seen you around lately; hope all is well...

Carolyn Devonshire

October 3, 2019 at 1:42 PM

Compelling poem, Arthur. Attitude towards gays are changing, but we still have a way to go. Best wishes, Carolyn

Joseph May

October 3, 2019 at 9:14 AM

A deep poem Arthur...Best wishes

Sunita U.D Palawon

April 10, 2019 at 11:20 AM

Gender differences is created by us human beings...if a girl can dress and work like a man means it's in her...and it's natural...so why can a boy adopt the same. It's all in our eyes and mind. We were born naked...the rest are our doings...thanks for sharing. Regs Sunita