Wedding Day
Black suits and ties,
Black dresses and bow ties,
They are all here to cut ties,
There's no family when one dies.
It's my wedding day,
I am free from this pain,
That's been stuck like a stain,
My heart has stopped and so is my brain,
No feelings I'm just dead,
Married to an LGBTQ member called grave
In my mother's eyes I have been erased,
Which then means I'll meet My father's warm embrace,
Because just like him,
I've lost this race.
Cries as my coffin walks down the aisle,
My body finally lying next to my soul,
That died a long time ago.
Copyright © Sandile Mazingisa | Year Posted 2026
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