Poem: Lost 2

I think sometimes you need only direction...
Orientation: gay - obscene; blood: red - like everyone else.
Cursed from birth with no release
Innocent, but condemned with attraction.

Some say you are hidden from God Himself
because you are homosexual
and guilty as sin because of it:
guilty of being without morals or direction.

You are a gay man in Right-wing America.

Mentally bruised from your youth
And I wish that you had your direction
A Purpose: For even the smallest ant knows it's purpose on the earth.

And yet, the Christian Right rules righteously...
But is not God above all?
Above even the gay man and the lesbian?

Or is he truly hateful of your existance?
Absent when you needed direction
Lost and alone in a strange Christian world.