I Must Be Gay...

*THE ELEMENTS CONTAINED IN THIS ENTRY ARE INFLUENCED BY REAL-LIFE EXPERIENCES*

I must be gay...

"Game is foreign language to me...
Lies...no deceit is the language we speak.
Women deceived and left from harsh beginnings to grieve.
Unlimited seeds sown that breed seeds of conceit
-Males- continue to speak sweet speaks sweet nothings
that continuously...seek, to destroy, meanacingly,
the trust that we could never...acheive."

so with that being said...i must be gay. I look in your eyes, I speak to you. I am, ME. Binaca Joseph Mason. Unfortunately, because you...no WE have been taught...no BRAINWASHED into believing that the proof of a man's expression of manhood lies in his sexuality. If my words don't find their resting place underneath your clothes, in your most private places, I must be gay.

God FORBID you decide to front me on it.
"Nigga! You gay!" he or she might say.
"No, I'm not." I reply with a calm look on my face. BUT because I don't yell and scream and lose my composure to appease the suspicious and warped and skewed STANDARDS that you measure by...I must be gay.

So much more I could put here, but not today.

WHERE ARE OUR STANDARDS?! WHERE IS OUR RESPECT?! Why does Lust reign supreme to the point that it generates and breeds FAILURE, PAIN, & IGNORANCE?

So since when is speaking to a woman with respect, intelligence, and genuine interest PAST THE 1st CONVERSATION considered homo? Yall Fools trip me the hell out...I must be gay.

*TRUE SITUATION* A woman I met wants to give away her virginity to keep a man, because all of her past boyfriends left her because she was a virgin. In her eyes, sex = success in love. As much as I'd like to say it, its not out of pure ignorance of her own accord. This society has forced that option on her. But, because I told her that her body is precious and her virginity is a GOOD thing...homeboy to the left was convinced...that I must be gay.

AIDS/HIV and an endless list of STD/STI's...but that don't mean [nothin] to anyone. If I won't take the risk to hit...I must be gay.

Sex ain't bad...but what most have failed to realize is that not having it ain't bad either. Abstinence is a curse word to those consumed in their way. Celibacy- a code word that, according to the standards set by our penises and vaginas, for me, a negro American, means that...you guessed it...I must be gay.

Pregnancy...ha. I think I've said enough.

When it comes to women I'm loyal, considerate, respectful. I'm a friend, a confidant, a consultant, a shoulder, an ear, a voice, a heart. I'm patient, longsuffering, gentle, open, understanding, loving, caring. I provide, I give, I contribute, I build, I encourage, I nurture, I do all that I can, because that's who B.J. Mason is.

I know what love is...and I actually LOVE women. But because I show love in its true form to a woman...

...I must be gay.

**CLOSE**
Love...