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When Boys Kiss Boys
Eyes meeting,
Lips greeting,
Two hearts beating as one –
while crosses burn atop churches
and choir boys lose their angelic voices;
while priests drop dead between their pulpits
and bishops choke on holy water droplets.
Here, I stand with them by my side,
watching the end of the world –
when boys kiss boys.
Hands traveling,
Clothes unraveling,
Souls marveling at the sight –
while the trumpets sound from ear to ear
and demons rise to make their steal;
while fire rains from the blackened sky
and the faithful fear we are out of time.
Here, I sit with a martini in hand,
watching the end of the world –
when boys touch boys.
Head bobbing,
Flesh throbbing,
Sprits robbing themselves of life –
while below the oceans run red with blood
and the moon turns crimson right above;
while churches lose their pious wealth
and hell’s flames make statues melt.
Here, I lay in bed with them,
watching the end of the world –
when boys suck boys.
Blood rushing,
Passion gushing,
Bodies pushing past the brink –
while angels fall with broken wings
and sulfur burns through human skins;
while Babylon overtakes the hearts of men
and the Whore makes her House of Sin.
But I’m just laughing at the end of the world,
when boys fuck boys.
Pleasure tested,
Muscles rested,
Each one bested what came before –
while everyone waits for the final end
and a little girl fears her father’s best friends;
while God extends his mighty hand
and three women sleep with a married man;
while the Faithful wait to come out of the dark
and mankind still feels hate in their hearts;
while the Father descends along with His Son
and blood is spilled with the knife and gun –
I wonder, is it really the end of the world
when boys kiss boys?
Eyes meeting,
Lips greeting,
Two hearts beating as one –
while crosses burn atop churches
and choir boys lose their angelic voices;
while priests drop dead between their pulpits
and bishops choke on holy water droplets.
Here, I stand with them by my side,
watching the end of the world –
when boys kiss boys.
Hands traveling,
Clothes unraveling,
Souls marveling at the sight –
while the trumpets sound from ear to ear
and demons rise to make their steal;
while fire rains from the blackened sky
and the faithful fear we are out of time.
Here, I sit with a martini in hand,
watching the end of the world –
when boys touch boys.
Head bobbing,
Flesh throbbing,
Sprits robbing themselves of life –
while below the oceans run red with blood
and the moon turns crimson right above;
while churches lose their pious wealth
and hell’s flames make statues melt.
Here, I lay in bed with them,
watching the end of the world –
when boys suck boys.
Blood rushing,
Passion gushing,
Bodies pushing past the brink –
while angels fall with broken wings
and sulfur burns through human skins;
while Babylon overtakes the hearts of men
and the Whore makes her House of Sin.
But I’m just laughing at the end of the world,
when boys fuck boys.
Pleasure tested,
Muscles rested,
Each one bested what came before –
while everyone waits for the final end
and a little girl fears her father’s best friends;
while God extends his mighty hand
and three women sleep with a married man;
while the Faithful wait to come out of the dark
and mankind still feels hate in their hearts;
while the Father descends along with His Son
and blood is spilled with the knife and gun –
I wonder, is it really the end of the world
when boys kiss boys?
Literature
Gay Rights
I'm staring into your beautiful eyes,
As we sit away from the world,
What people say about us is only lies,
There's nothing wrong with me and you.
Gently I press my lips up to yours,
Knowing we'll never be treated the same,
But I won't hide behind locked doors,
My love for you is completely pure.
I know you're a girl, and I am too,
But if you were a boy it wouldn't be better,
You know it's true that I'm in love with you,
But we still aren't treated like that's so.
Hold me close and hold me tight,
We can't marry or be treated fairly,
But please, let's never give up the fight,
This moment is perfect and so wonderful.
But one day
Literature
Same Sex Marriage is GAY.
Same Sex Marriage.
Objective: You will be engaged in an in-depth study of same sex marriages. This project will involve research and the result will be an argument presented in the form of a debate.
Viewpoint: AGAINST.
Arguments:
1. Homosexuality is not natural.
Much like eyeglasses, cesarean sections, birth control and painkillers are not natural.
2. The purpose of marriage is to procreate.
Therefore, sterile males, women that cannot bear children, the elderly, infirm, and infertile CANNOT be married.
3. Living with gay parents will adversely imp
Literature
Gay Pride
Go ahead and look away
As you vomit on the graves of
Those lovers who died young,
Others tears will wash their names
Clean of your bile and disrespect
…I would slap you if I was from
Your side of the tracks,
With every second of impending doom
Scream at you to put on your 3D glasses
And check out the view
And you're pushing me up against
A chain link fence
And asking me what's my problem
While I wonder how I can be proud of something
That gets me nothing but black eyes
And broken hearts.
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Oh no! Oh dear! Gay men! Shield your eyes!
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