
the fucking rainbow my spectrum no more special than
any other other than those who succumb to a
life which is not BLACK or WHITE I am RED LIKE
A BEATING HEART I carry with me my life and
anger anger for a system which sustains but never
nourishes me beyond tired tired of the injustice I
face for just being me in need of the healing glow of
an ORANGE SUN YELLOW I bloom like a daffodil
my beauty falls away each year hoping to grow again
for my roots are deep and my stem is strong unless
cut a knife drawn through my FRESHEST GREEN this
kind of like an unseen God a presence I must believe
is there any need for deities to live a life of peace
and HARMONIOUS BLUE a regal shade in waiting for
my kingdom an heir in waiting for a crown that will never
be worn until my spirit is bathed in the VIOLET LIGHT of
Heaven or Hell Hell which is a construct of faith and fear
fear we for our lives as did our ancestors before us we
cower in our closets until we are removed like
an impractical cost A PINK STAR OR STRIPE defines
our sexuality repressed repressed until we torture
ourselves as effectively as they ever could have done
done more for society than they will ever know like
Turing, Ginsburg, Johnson, Monette, Lister, Owen and I
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About the Creator
Darren Syme Coremans
Scottish Writer and Poet, full-time student of English and Creative Writing at the Universtity of Strathclyde and a full-time carer and guardian for my twin brother. If I’m not working or studying I'm writing at www.fodibyli.com
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