Nicole Wang ’22
At the pass of Stonewall, bright things are coming
You’ll see. They all will. Of how worthy you are of loving
Maybe one day, you’ll fall in love; get married; feel like you belong
Maybe one day they won’t take you, sending lightning through your tongue
But your friends are dying of some unknown disease
Your government laughing at your cough-ridden pleas
Their lovelessness cannot even hold your hand
For fear to catch what they do not understand
How can they touch your skin if you are barred from touching their hearts?
Where do you begin to heal when there is hatred at the start?
They call it the “gay plague”, such one rightfully deserved
“Save Our Children from the Homosexuals”-
as if you are as toxic as their Suburban dinner bird
To fix you: a dirty bed and an toxic overdose of AZT
As they endlessly preach “Moral Majority”
Saying your death is the punishment of the omnipotent
But the blood is on the hands of Bryant, the Reagans, and the Reverend
“Silence=Death” take control of the FDA
Because you are human no matter what they say
Sex; your body; your heart was never the problem
And the gone young men will never be forgotten.
Happy Pride Month.
Get Tested.
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