Back in the Day When Things Were Less Queer



When I was a kid none of my friends  liked queers.

Faggots wasn’t even a curse word in those days.

It had more depth than frolicking gays.

It had attitude.

Then it became a perverted version of the N-word.

No one liked them in the early sixties.

They scared us.

We didn’t understand how they arrived here from Mars.

The honest ones weren’t sure either.


Now gays are heroes changing the rote of societal priorities.

Maybe sympathy for AIDS made them popular.

At first AIDS made gays potential breeders of contagion.

People were afraid to shake their hands,

Even liberals.

I don’t believe in gay pride.

I like gay shame.

Big deal.

I have no shame about being ashamed of my life.

I have hated myself for surprise predilections

And regard self-hatred as an act of courage.


What the heck?

Never met a gay I didn’t like.

They’re nice guys

But it’s what they do that sickens me.

They should put it back in the closet.

They undermine their acceptance

By waving their life styles in the wind.

Their pride turns us against their deviate



I am not homophobic.

What’s to be afraid?

I am curious about their weird attraction

To other men.

The real gays understand.

It’s the liberals who hate me.

They lie to themselves and pretend that

They  are not turned off by gay sex.

But they’re all talk.

You don’t see them tongue kissing other men.

They don’t have a clue.

They confuse ideology with desire

And inspire nothing.

It’s a matter of DNA and survival of the fittest.


Our bodies rebel against two men kissing.

If you can enjoy gays kissing then you are already gay.

If only the gays would separate their unnatural

Intentions from their friendly personalities.

To defend gay sex is to lie about your bodily intentions.

To make a big deal about the word “fag” is to distract

Bodily objectives to irrelevant language.

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David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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