I'm Queer and I'm Here: Part One (Louis Toliver Jr - Swartz, LA)

All the men in the world are F

                                                    A

But here I stand,                     L

with my bra and panties,      L

my brawn and brain,              I

And my pen in hand.             N

                                                   G  to  p-i-e-c-e-s.

I’m ready to woman up and be the man that these men will never become.

How could any man think he is fit for survival living in the box called manhood?

With my pen,
I can be here.                                                                 I can be there.

                                                                        I can be down.

Men can be so foolish as to underestimate writing.

Great societies are built upon the power of words.

Yet here comes the “mighty man” holding high the gun.

He trips and falls and shoots himself in the face.

Another let down face

in a volume of newspaper obituaries.

Self-destruction lives another day,

                            

So this question belongs in the hands of a Queer writer:

                                                              the brains

How do we elevate                      of men living in woman’s world?

                                               Because masculinity’s days are numbered.