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It is first day in high school
Sky blazes bright blue and wind breezes cool
The air is excited by clamour full
In a class flooded with fresh laughter
Sits a boy lowering head in a cold corner
Then comes Teacher, demanding
"Now let's come up one by one introducing!"
Quite normal time when they introduce
Changes－the boy stands up facing all the pews
Being pale and trembling; others jeer and abuse
"What are you－Sissy?"
Suddenly, explosion of laughter blows so wildly
Humiliation on his face rises so redly
While they continue to tease
Until Teacher commands a Peace
In following days they never cease to jeer
At him about being Queer
Much ridicule is on his Rear
Life in school is thus a fear
Isolation bars him away from every peer......
He's a boy born normally as everyone on Terra
Under his lowering head hides a handsome mimosa
If smiles－though rarely－it blooms beautifully
Undoubtedly as healthy as any boy who stands to pee
Such Normality is smeared by the words "Sissy!"
"Faggot!" "Pervert!" "Deviant!" "Bugger!"
Which on him they cruelly plaster
Even Teacher insists he be cured mentally
Commanding him to student counseling, which be
Ridiculousness－he's there taught about Normality!
He then tries out a security－
To face everyone with a manly mask
By which he thinks people will no longer ask
But he's wrong－for never is disguise an easy task
In others' eyes he's still Grotesque
The mimosa on his face is forced to fade
No more tear can his eyes lade
Nor can his sorrow be ever paid
His innocence is all betrayed
At length, a decision is made......
The time is now the end of the semester
The place－funeral parlor
In it all students sadly gather
To moan for a boy－who used to sit in the corner
Everyone repents－none can alter
P.S. 美國的青少年同志自殺潮激發我創作了這首詩
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