Less Than A Beast Poem by Prince T C Gbemisoye

Dysfunction and happiness
Don't usually go hand in hand
But that describes you and I story
The wise-man n' Elle, a soldier n Simi
A bad-*** movie in a broken DVD player
More than ever our thoughts burn hateful
And deep in our souls, the will begets cold
Sealing us close and everything left to feel
An illusion of end that tarnishes our peace
Cleaner we walk and little by little we lied
We each run a race to attain the crown
I, the heir of Christopolis: a half man
A king with no kingdom - a danger
And you: heir of feline, an anger
A shy queen with no freedom

With no changes - so I ask myself
Is this a sample of psychological fraud
That people uses sensual relations n' beliefs
To sway their cause to others; positive or not
Let us redeem your soul n' gleam thou purpose
Sell me thou beauty for luxury n' fame, she says
But the boy had his way with words: he opposed
Curiosity is dangerous n' assumption is powerful
Staring within her eyes with an abominable face
He turn n' stormed away with grace n' disbelief
Struggling not to outcry in compelling dismay
Twas nice to desire, but hers is not a proper
Piece of human sexuality; a noetic disorder
The lesbians and gays - the political tool
A change in the city, a proactive lie

That errs up as Satan - a musical fool
First he sings: "I bring peace and wealth"
Next they proclaimed: "It is a Human Right"
Another piece of the puzzle of human sexuality
But so the Book quotes - an abomination I hate
"No man shall have intimacy with another man"
Let's not rearranged n' be lost - it cost our health
For war is better than the choice of homosexuality
They know they are doom, so they tend to mislead
Some sit in shelters n' compose fraudulent grants
Lies, patriotism n' tradition to keep society inline
For as long as they can, so afraid to lose control
But wealth and health must go hand in hand
For we are more of a lion than the least
Quite divine and above every beast