5 years,

but a step forward,

5 years to be debated,

to be put under the theological microscope,

to be disceted,

questioned,

shunned…

oh but blessed, sort of…

5 years,

in 5 years my infant grandchild will be at school,

in 5 years I may well have moved home,

developed an unforeseen illness,

in 5 years the world may have changed,

and changed again…

5 years,

how can this be a step forward?

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Kick us into the long grass,

we might give up

we might go away,

kick us into the long grass,

we might become irrelevant,

or maybe choose not to be gay…

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Of course I speak from a different space,

a different place,

I don’t rely upon you for my living,

but my friends do,

and for them I weep….