In a hospital down the hall...
At 9:57 A.M. a boy was born by law.
It's the summer of fifty-nine...
The greatest moment ever in Doverman's life.
For all he ever wanted was a boy...
Now he feels unsurpassed joy.
The kid was taught like all the others...
He had a father and a mother.
Was also raised in respect with high mentions.
Never spoke for himself or gave opinions.
When you grow up you will learn...
The same things your dad did in his turn.
Listen closely that now you will make a stand...
You must grow up to be a grand man.
Away from home to study the boy left...
Now going up against life's hardest test.
As he was away from his hometown he forgot...
The things his dad of manhood taught.
He changed the way he walked at first...
Started wearing lip stick, purse and a skirt.
Some people commented that one day...
He went to see his dad to let him know he was gay.
Also decided visiting with out sending a note...
His dad not ready cause the boy about it never wrote.
On the streets a girl called to Doverman.
"Hey there daddy how's it been?
I'm your son, don't you recognize me?
The new grand man is who you now see."
The secret of someone doesn't lay outside...
One should always judge by what's inside.
Doverman listened to his friends...
But not to his son like he should of instead.
For this reason he abandon his son forever...
Doverman was angry but not very clever.
One can not override nature's creations...
Live in peace for it's their life and their selections.
Hey Doverman be happy with what you have...
Best live and let live then setting up halve.
If from the sky you get lemons in a burst of rain...
Just pick them up and learn to make lemonade.
Then as the years when on by...
His son started not to write...
And as everyone got older...
Doverman started to try his son consider.
But it was to late and in a trip to the mall...
His cell phone went off with the saddest call of all.
In the hall way of the same hospital in a room...
There on the bed Doverman's son very sick stood.
Two days later of a very strange illness died...
Doverman never in his life so much has cried.
He sat next to his son in room number ten...
Screaming out loud to god to be forgiven.
That moment was the summer of eighty-six...
The story of a father and son ended like this.
Remember my friend to the lesson I send...
We can't just hate what we don't understand.
Come on everyone, we have to have compassion...
Everyone has a meaning in life's ever growing evolution.
The one that decides never to forgive...
His life only sadness is bound to eternally give.
So you best heed my words and the facts know...
Or you will spend all your life in your own inferno.
I'm the the creator of this poem...
Remember me for my name is Cristian Dolon...
Dedicated to the bi's and gays that in life walk alone.
Enough said.
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Wow... really good... kinda sad tho.. liked it tho. keep it up yo.
mucho love-MANDY
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You can count on it hun!
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Damn Cristian
This is amazing. I see what should not be done and i whole heartedly agree. Another amazing poem. Again my amazing writer
Always
~Amazing Angel~
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Just trying to make a stand and prove a point.
Did pretty well too (like always!).
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A strong topic to write about. Thanks for sharing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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It's always a pleasure!
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wow.... this was filled with alot of compassion for others. we always need to be aware that each of us is made by God and for God... and show that we care. judging isn't up to us... we are called to love all. well put.
oh.. only one glitch (sorry... i may be wrong, but i think line 46 should be rang, not ringed... it just threw me a bit as i was reading) other than that... smooth as could be.
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i have nothing agist gays my best friend is gay 1 is a bi
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That's good to hear! One should be kind to all! You never know who you will be needing in life as it progress.
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Hello
Hey Tabby again I LOVE this poem cuz honstly i am an ex bi. I guess u can call that anyways I agree with this poem also cause its true. Great job hun
Love Tabby
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Thanks dear friend!
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Nice
U one misconception a two
1.Gay guys don't wear skirts not really anyways because the ones i know don't wear any
2.they don't have lipstick and purse i'm pretty sure
But otherwise good poem.
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--->{Silky}
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That's how it sometimes end up... Anyway, I made it like that so his dad didn't suspect! But what you say is not all true... People that are gay want to be a girl. I know you know what I mean. Trust me... I have many gay friends but I'm not gay myself and NEVER will be. I respect them though.
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Aww this is a sweet poem christian, it means alot to me, cause my parents still have not exceptd me for who i am or my people that judge me, this poem is truely sad but the words you speak are only the truth
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As least you know that I love you for what you are and what you are capable of... Not for what I see or "think" you are simply by looking at you.
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