Theme: Self

The Gay Son

They locked me in a room in a house I knew
They told me my father was a tyrant.
How was I to know? My old dad is a nice man
gave us everything we wanted.
I have left this house knew of a secret exit,
joined my mother and we fled to Algeria.
I’m not a warrior, like my brother, I hate guns
and posing in uniforms.
My sister has just given birth to a baby girl
and that’s nice; I will never be a father and
if my dad knew the reason his tough warrior
ideology would have hurt him deeply.
I know they will kill my old man, he knows too
much about the new rulers to let him live;
after all, many of them did his bidding. Me?
They will surely string me up for being gay. 


More By  :  Jan Oscar Hansen

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