He Echoes Pride

Not all that tall, dark and handsome he appears

Not that rough and tough, athletic guy girls want to be near

And he's certainly not at all that strong—

To not ever cry

He too can wry

Cause he feels too, he loves too, he's not insensitive

And that's his life's only incentive

Who is he? He often used to wonder

"A magnificent miracle!" God replied in the chilling night thunder

So he isn't afraid anymore of what he is,

With so much pride he looks in the mirror

Because no more does he want to live a life filled with terror

Where no one understands him for who he is

Where no one loves him for who he is... a marvel

But sadly even water never showed his true reflection

All along, no one ever knew that he was the most beautiful being ever created...

Until the day of annihilation

There will be something more mesmerizing when the apocalypse comes knocking on our doors

Shattering all glass ceilings of shame and wooden heart floors,

As it will be for those who didn't accept the Pride and continued the Prejudice,

That only on doomsday will they finally accept the world in it's true magnificence

And that will be the most beautiful sight in all multiverse,

I refuse to believe otherwise

When no more will his head fall to his feet with shame

When he truly would become him... the real him

And the world will be proud of the same

When our eyes won't sparkle with tears of shame or dismay

But, with happiness for who he is anyway

Dear people who are looking for perfection like that of glass,

When he looks in the mirror do you see what I can see?

His body and his spirit so unbreakable and free

Does ‘love’ wear a mask of simulation? Then why redefine his love?

He is perfect I tell you

But only when he isn’t hiding

Dear people of the just world:

Will the apocalypse be the day, when we finally accept that he is a GAY?

—Mehak Fatima