I grew up in a world of black and white.
There’s no mistake, no room for grace
A piece of you never spoken forthright
Once revealed no room for embrace
Easy to judge, harder to love
A picture in drag opens a world unknown
Holding back, what should I speak of
Keep it simple, don’t condone
Always a smile on your face
Always a kind word to say
Now it’s too late, you’re gone to another place
Opportunity past, many lost days
Black and white, white and black
Turns out it’s not as simple as I thought
I wrestle with the words, keep looking back
Wrestle with the meanings, and what I was taught
All of us are people, there’s no room for hate
The big picture speaks of love and of grace
I’m sorry for the past, I couldn’t relate
I want to love better, create a safe space
I don’t have the answers
I’m seeking the truth
I’ll take my chances
Follow the God of my youth
This is really nice
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Thank you for your comment. This was a very personal and brave post for me.
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Thank you, Rhegan. Nicely said.
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Thanks. I appreciate your comment.
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