Mental Metamorphosis

My lips and my loins
Unintentional conspiracy
Yet a direct hypocrisy
In deed and word
In a survival for coins

It’s sad my contributions
Still spitting freely in the wind
No precautions yet abortions
The predictable me -- Male

My mask suffocates me
Torturing the truth
In this adult life
Significantly compromised

Clarity seeks to unveil the mask
Purpose wants to shed the disguise
Honesty tries to prevail the past
And love,
Real true love evokes the remnants
Of the virtuous male

Copyright ©2009 Doug Anthony