Good Morning

Watching the morning news

I see another kid killed himself dead

For being queer

And listening to queer music and doing queer things

Cyber-bullied they say.

So I posit to the slack-jawed

Bigoted masses

Spit glistening on their red lips:

Whether spouting from the safety of a dark room

Or hiding behind your extreme facade

And likely closeted friends

Dull eyes staring out at the world

I ask

What exactly made you so afraid

Of one less male

To compete with?