Crime

Crime

I grew up with bigots

In my back yard

Luckily only gay

Or I would torch them if I was a witch

They called us fagots 

On my way home 

Luckily for them

I wasn’t a homicidal rapist. 

Judgmental sociopaths 

I’m not one of you. 

From all of the bullshit

Despite everything you worship. 

Here we are you are 

My love if a crime 

A life as a crime

My truth is a crime

All this time

A crime 

But no, you’re wrong here

On many things

What they say

Could make you burn eternally

Can I still be clear

Of false verbiage 

I’m not bitter but

I am a raging homosexual 

Psychotic derelicts

I’m not one of you.  

From all of the bullshit

Despite everything you worship. 

Here we are you are 

My love if a crime 

A life as a crime

My truth is a crime

All this time

A crime 

In what my soul is right  

In spite of your blessed worship

Impure we are and

My love if a crime 

A life as a crime

My truth is a crime

All this time

A crime