Father

Please Father forgive me
the way of my love
branches from your hopes
no sweet breast to bare
No love of she
or golden hair.

He is my hope
I am your son
please please no beast of burden.

Your cold eye turns in your loathing
stiff upper lip, boy in girls clothing.

No son to my kin
your hands pulled back in hate
eyes closed like a blind door
no son of mine get out get out
close the door.