Lord why didn’t you give me a gay child?
I would have loved a gay child
we could have attended museum openings,
shared tickets to the ballet
A gay child would have dressed well,
held open the door
eschewed facial hair
A gay child would not have a snake tatoo
encircling his bicep
but rather like his uncle
have picked pretty symbols, (the
celtic cross was nice, the green ink
A gay child would have a job
in a clean industry
instead of shoveling asphalt
cracking open a beer
sunburn across the back of his head
Lord a gay child would have traveled with us
rather than announce
he is breeding cockroaches
the thirteen snakes
cages lining his living room.
A gay child would date
interesting boys who knew that the mother
A gay child
does not get his girlfriend pregnant
and along with a new baby
acquire a second dog, a cat and an iguana
Lord I would have cherished a gay child
sympathized with his plight
People would comment how tolerant!
Our secret – it is easy to love a gay child
Lord I was ready for a gay child
delivered a cowboy.
There is no support group for that.