“Abomination!”
They scream as he passes by,
So off he goes to hide
Family asking why
He would trade his soul for sin
Can’t he ignore it?
“It’s not wrong to be
But living is a disgrace
Just ignore it, son”
Words from the old book
From all their mouths fly
Words he does not believe
Ignoring the words
He heads back into the world
Hiding not a thing
Little does he know
The world is not a kind place
Scorn and disgust reign
Cut by the insults
He constructs a mask and cloak
Paints them dark as night
Gazing at the mirror
He adjusts his shadowed clothes
Slips back in the world
One day he’ll enter
Without his disguise
And what of him will we see?
Idiosyncratic
Individualistic
Proud
They scream as he passes by,
So off he goes to hide
Family asking why
He would trade his soul for sin
Can’t he ignore it?
“It’s not wrong to be
But living is a disgrace
Just ignore it, son”
Words from the old book
From all their mouths fly
Words he does not believe
Ignoring the words
He heads back into the world
Hiding not a thing
Little does he know
The world is not a kind place
Scorn and disgust reign
Cut by the insults
He constructs a mask and cloak
Paints them dark as night
Gazing at the mirror
He adjusts his shadowed clothes
Slips back in the world
One day he’ll enter
Without his disguise
And what of him will we see?
Idiosyncratic
Individualistic
Proud

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