An Angel's Tears

Often wonder.

How

Is it possible

For a parent

To be clueless

About their own children.

Never realizing

Their child is

Different

From others.

As if

They had raised

A changeling

Instead.

And not

A child

Who is transgender

Gay lesbian

Or bisexual.

Denying

The reality

They have lived

For several years.

As their delusions

Are proven

An illusion.

In hearing

A single sentence

Being spoken

By a nervous

And anxious child:

"Mom

Dad

I'm ....."

Dropping

A heavy veil

Between parent

And child.

Which

Nothing can lift

As the tears flow

Upon a page.

Saying

A final good-bye.

Author's Note

Originally written, June 13, 2015.

June is, the anniversary month, which the LGBT community marches, in memorial, of the Stonewall Riots (1969), in New York City. The first Pride March occurred, in 1970, in the American cities of New York, Chicago, San Francisco and Los Angeles. Similarly, Toronto's Pride March was generated, by police raid of a bathhouse, in 1981, which has grown, into one of the world's largest celebration of LGBT+ community.

For the record, my mom rejected me, when I outed myself, to her, on July 1, 2006. In the following days, I slipped, into a dark and suicidal depression, which almost claimed me, except for the help of a dear friend, from Texas.

Reviews

[-b]

This has so much power behind it, I love the way you piece words together like a puzzle, please continue writing and posting your beautiful thoughts!

[Spaceman26]

So true, great poem! It's sad that in 2015 that we have so much of this still going on. I am straight but I understand that I was born that way just like someone is born gay/lesbian. It's so sad that we still live in such a judgmental and archaic world.

[therisa]

Thank you, Spaceman, for your generous comments, on this poem. Sadly, I don't think that will change any day, soon. When people let fear and ignorance rule, how they live their lives.