Born a Criminal

 

The voice of anger and fury cries out

because before the age of eighteen years I could not come out

I entered this life as a new born criminal

because I was less than socially minimal

 

I was born in a distant and darker time

where to be Gay held a different rhyme

I crept about in obscure places for love

but it only came from He who is above

 

I pursued a life of unbearable conformity

which was far from my personal normality

I was scared for most of the time

as I could not tow the respectable line

 

Thanks to a Bill of Parliament in nineteen ninety six

I now have new found freedom to exist

But this has taken a dreadful toll

because now I am worn and too old

 

From my past I am a damaged person

for most people has no earthly reason

But for those of us who are Gay

we now live a life of our own well earned way