Shame

 by Kanaye

 

 

I stare at my mother

Independent, willful, controling

Does she know who I am?

Does she know her son's truth?

The shame is terrible

I hide it away

 

I stare at my wife

Brilliant, radiant, pregnant

Does she know who I am?

Does she know what her husband hides?

The shame is terrible

I hide it away

 

I stare at my son

Athletic, smart, charming

Does he know who I am?

Does he know his father's weakness?

The shame is terrible

I hide it away

 

My grandson stares at me

Lonely, terrified, gay

I know who he is

I know my grandson's fear

Why must he feel shame?

Why must he hide it away?

 

I open my arms to my grandson

Welcoming, accepting, understanding

I tell him who I am

I tell him his grandfather's pain

We release our shame

No longer hiding it away

 

My family stares at my headstone

Crying, broken, lost

They loved me for who I was

They accepted my secret

They remain proud of me

While I am buried away.

 

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