Have It Their Way
Judged and guilty of fornication
You’ve been condemned to hell’s damnation,
Caught in bondage, tied in rope
Heaven’s gates are beyond hope.
Don’t risk being shunned for being gay
Just shut yourself down, watch what you say,
Don’t wear whatever turns you on
Fear the thugs and religion’s con.
Don’t walk the path you feel you should
Swap good for bad and bad for good,
Stand on high ground, judge the others
Forget they are your sisters and brothers.
Sexy thrills are just depraved
Don’t be yourself, it’s ill behaved,
Always fear what others may say
And lurk in the sump of Sanity Bay.
Have It YOUR Way!
Why not have a thrill a day,
Be sexy, daring or downright gay?
Oh, to live life free from fetter
But sometimes handcuffs can be better!
Fear not the judgement and disdain
Of those who’d wish us hate and pain.
Hearts, fly free and swift as a dove
The God I understand is love!
So what’s the harm in a bit of bondage?
A slight rope burn might need a bandage.
A bit of play with a teacher’s cane
Hardly writes one off as insane.
Get hit with pies and covered in soup
Followed by custard and spaghetti hoop,
Life is more than just to survive
Make others smile ‘cause you feel alive!
The erotic love of being gay
The sacred beauty of same sex play,
To wear the clothes that turn us on
Go, live YOUR life, be glad you’re born!
Katie Bainbridge, 46, Penzance, Cornwall