Labels

“Faggot!” They would yell.

Punch and kick me till I fell.

Because the field wasn’t my stage,

I chose theater and the page.

“Dork!” Or even “Nerd!”

‘Cause I wasn’t in the herd.

I escaped to the arcade,

Didn’t like the games they played.

The ladies called me “Nice guy.”

Then wouldn’t give me a try.

Why prefer a liar and cheat,

Over the sensitive and sweet?

Lucky enough to now be “Boss.”

My people are more than labor cost.

I need for them to trust their leader,

Some supervisors are a deceiver.

And now a princess calls me ”Dad.”

It’s the best label I’ve ever had.

In most cases it’s a shame,

Called out by labels, not our name.

-Clint DeCamp

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Published by capnclint

Poet, father. Trying to create meaningful work and leave the world a better place.

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