You believe I don’t-
understand you, that is;
for the gulf of years, knowledge, power
in between the two;
You believe the quick, rapid fire words,
doubting your eyes, the hunger and pain in mine;
You’re deaf; blind and deaf
to my bleeding heart, for my stronger words-
Lord, can you not look, see
beyond that fragile shield of pride?
that wall; thick looking, brittle-
to that dam of mortal pain?
I can’t break your pride-
mine’s a suit of armor
to hide my soul, bathed in salt;
Look love, the world’s short, time’s brief
can we not, one the other’s pride unclothe-
stand together, both naked in our skins?
Will we the love of our lives, demean, destroy,
on our proud pedestals of pride?
©GayUganda 30 Aug. 2008