The Swan Of Passion Poem by Travis Casey

The Swan Of Passion

The other swan laughs and call me names
for I HIV inside me
it hurts to see my friends laughing at me
I want to tell them to stop
I want to tell them it is not OK
I want to tell them to look beyond the horizon
But they will not listen
They will not hear their own voices
They think that they might get it just by floating by me
They think that they are better than I
They think that I am a threat to them,
their well-being, and to all other swans
What they don't know is that I too can feel
I too can hurt,
I too can heal
I too can fly
So while I appear alone
I know my heart is filled
with passion
with faith
with acceptance
with desire
I hope that they never have names called upon them
and if they do
That they realize
That wings can take you anywhere
By: Travis Casey
2/3/07