The famous Michelangelo's sculpture of King David
The masterpiece, most beautiful sculpture in the history of art was created by a man of a man.
This true love I fear is not queer
Let me be if not in your heart but near
Let my love blossom however
Decide for me whatever
May be I care differently
That does not make me different
All I want is to be is left in peace
Not be blamed on how I love
Love cannot be forced
Not be captured
Its paths are strange and secretive
It brews up when least expected
Love can be most elusive
Is love that makes the world go around?
Who can ever define love?
Love can happen between two rarest of beings
Like the stories we hear around
For Love is God
Then why am I made a target
When you call it stupid love!
O why can’t you but understand
In this world let me be
It is my right, but still I ask
For you O! you alone have an issue straight
When I wish to deviate from the line you made
J K Roseline
Although I had never encountered one before, for the last few years of my employment I was assigned an assistant who had several problems socially. He spoke with a stutter, was quite excitable at times over matters that were not exciting, tended to be a loner, and rode bicycle like a professional bicycle racer. While I had problems with him focusing on the work that needed to be done, sometimes he would latch onto a task and make it his own.
He and I were both cut from our employment. It was no problem for me, because I had already requested retirement. Shortly after he left, I received an email stating that he had changed his name from masculine to feminine. I never saw that side of him although many others where I worked were questioning. Unfortunately, he/she remains unemployed. A sad state of affairs that you have pointed out eloquently in your poem.
Ron
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