Poem to the Gays

“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.”

Thank you.

Oh it’s your world. For sure… 
Someone does love me.
And she’ll come at a time when it’s right.

It’s more your world than mine, 
And that’s alright. 

This isn’t my world. 
I have heaven to go to. 
And heaven will be all of what I want, and none of this I hate.