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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?
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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
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Gay love
A string of thought and events.
His eyes pierced me as I walked to my seat. I sat down next to him, smiled and looked at the teacher. My temples throbbed. 'Shit, I shouldn't drink that much on a ---what is his hand doing on my leg.' I pushed it away. 'The hell was that? Fuckin hell. I mean he's admired by all but this isn't acceptable. Ok ok. Time to listen to the teacher. Fuck. I'm not getting any of this. Fuckin hangover. What the hell is he doing? He thinks he can just put his hands where he wants to huh?'
"What's your problem!?!"
"Nothing," His hand moved away from my knee….up. "Last night was great"
"Fuck off
Literature
When Two Boys Kissed
When Two Boys Kissed
Together they laid on top of their bed with the rain tapping against their window.
Two boys madly in love with one another, snuggling under the covers to keep warm.
A scene taken from a fairytale book that my mother used to read me as a child.
A sigh escaping my lips as I smile for the happiness they found in one another.
But I can't help, but feel a tad bit sad for the horror they have to face from the world.
'Cause when two boys kissed, they ended up dead by the next morning.
Murdered from hate of not knowing that love comes in different forms.
Not just from a woman tied to a man like we see in the magazines.
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