Laat ik ook maar eens poëtisch doen

[libra81]

A man of my age,
was once trapped inside a cage,
well, not that literally,
but as far as he could see,
it looked more like jail than being free.

He could not love like people do,
and he couldn't talk about it too,
he did not know what was the cause,
so caught in that cage he was,
feeling different than all of us.

Most of the people who saw the man,
looked upon him just to see when,
he would see it was not the cage that made him feel that way,
but that there was something else that made him stay,
alone in that dark corner he lay.

He wanted to be loved by many,
but as far as he could see,
this was not going to be,
for to be loved truely,
he had to find someone to marry.

And so he lived in misery,
trapped inside a cage called sexuality,
always trying to find the key,
and as far as he could see,
no one wanted him to feel free.

But then one day,
he found another way,
to look different at things,
and not judging human beings,
based on their sexual feelings.

To find some one that could love him,
he had to stop being the victim,
because the cage was just imaginary,
now he could really see,
'there are others just like me'.

Accepting his own sexuality,
was the key to feeling free,
and to see that others experienced the same,
the less lonely he became,
and that he could win this game.

The others did not treat him as a victim anymore,
they had not seen him like that before,
everything was different from then on,
all his doubts where now gone,
he had won!

[pinky]

 

[Jovi_Hobbes]

Mooi! 

[Ereinion]

Mooi zeg! 

[myra]

mooi gedicht. Er komt een positieve ingesteldheid in naar voren.