Thoughts on the Flight to Sydney in October, 2003

 By Dr. V Venkateswaran

Thoughts on the flight  Qantas ,  L.A.  - Sydney, Oct 2003

 




‘Frisco – “the city on the bay”

Watering hole of the gay,

“City of the sinner & the saint’,

So also she has been named.

 

Leaving San Francisco,

With memories galore,

We fly down under

With thoughts to ponder

 

Nobody is grime,

Nor is it a crime.

If one decides to be gay,

It’s quite okay.


If a man takes a man

And not a woman,

If he doesn’t want a wife,

That’s his own life.

 

If both as a pair

Have decided to dare

Need they care

About the HIV scare?

 

Perversion or preference

What’s the difference?

It’s the semantics

Used by the skeptics.

 

Whether pardoned

Or whether condoned,

Turning a blind eye

We hope it will pass by.


To condone

Or to pardon,

It’s up to you,

Depending on your view.

 

But is it being seen

By somebody unseen

To be condemned

Or to be pardoned?

 

We’ll never know.

Perhaps it’s meant to be so.

It’s greater suspense in the unknown,

Than in the known.

 


 

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