Drag
Queen
German
Alcala
Published
by German Alcala at Smashwords
Copyright
2011 German Alcala
POEM LISTING
Prologue
1…..
Dark Circles
2…..
Drag Queen
3.....
The Beat Of My Pumps
4…..
Take Back My Body
5…..
Homo-Sapien
6…..
I’m The Richest Woman
7…..
There Is No Love
8…..
Hermana Alacran
9….
Fierce Queen For Life
10….
Strong Black Woman
11….
Born Naked
12….
Delusional Prophecies
13….
Faggots, Queers, But Queens
14….
Where Are The Hot Heterosexuals?
15….
Bright Orbs
16….
Drag Queen (Re-Written)
Dear
Princesses and Princes,
THIS IS THE FIRST COLLECTION
Written By
Hermana Alacran
The Scorpion Sister Alter Ego
Of German
Alcala
Work On The Fierce Poetry
Began On January Of 2011
And
Has Become Only More Ambitious
May You Love It
As Much As I
Love You And This Poetry!
-Your Scorpion Sister, Hermana
Alacran
Dated: July 7, 2011
Dear
Reader,
THERE IS NO BOOK I AM RELEASING THIS SUMMER
Of
2011
That I Have Not At One Point Called My Favorite
Or Have
Worked On Tirelessly For Months
May People Love Them As Much As I
Do
-Boy Queen, German Alcala
Dated: July 7, 2011
PROLOGUE
From
The
Predator’s Totally Inevitable Tragedies
by German Alcala:
I gaze out at what
once was
It’s time to light up the ruins
There’s nothing
left in this land for me
The empire has collapsed under
brutality
Now I hold the match, I must strike a flame
The
jig is up; an end has come to this cruel game
The ruins must be
burned away and vanish
The memories of abandonment must
tarnish
Am I strong enough to rise from the ashes?
Will I
suffocate and die in the black smoke?
In the next book I will be
what I will be
Being what people wished led to catastrophe
As
the night comes I whisper my last prayer
I drop the match and the
fire blows so far
I give myself no other options
Than to
rebuild after I light up the ruins
DRAG QUEEN
1
DARK
CIRCLES
Never
have I seen anything so clear and promising
As the landscape
rolling before my eyes at this moment
Now I see that there is a
force I must stop resisting
The readiness to rebuild is becoming
more potent
The ashes of what used to be play in the dry wind
And
I see a beautiful vision that looks so kind
Dark circles made
of ash dance in the air around me
I begin to dance in the
beautiful storm and I smile
Why is it that I laugh when there is
no light to see?
Why do I dance when I will soon face a testing
trial?
There is something exciting and humbling in darkness
From
this darkness I will soon find a new grand happiness
In my
heart I am feeling the new life. I feel paralyzing
In my mind I am
prepared to rebuild. Nothing now stops me
I can feel that soon I
will be on top and I’ll be blazing
I can feel that soon I will
be revered and I’ll be free
So, why not dance with the swirls of
ash so black and dry?
I would rather dance now then continue to
hopelessly cry
Dark circles cover me from head to toe!
Dark
circles decorate the dead landscape!
Dark circles are flying so
high, like my hero!
Dark circles lead me to a grand escape!
Dark
circles wrap around me and we fly!
Dark circles! A dance I always
wanted to try!
All
the ashes mold and form into black angels in the air
They reach
out and take my hands and we run
Dark circles cover my eyes and
dance through my hair
Dark figures lead me through the darkness to
the sun
And in the end of the darkness I see a shining light!
It’s
a mirror; it reflects me, a shining light so bright
Dark
circles dance around me in celebration of a new birth
They fly
high and fall down to create a wind so strong
My face is covered
with colors from the burned earth
I do not look like a man. I look
like a creature of wrong
I smile and I realize that this is my new
territory
Dark circles form a new black castle free of any
tragedy!
Dark
ashes line the air and the skies!
Dark circles swirl through the
land!
Dark circles vibrate with my joyful cries!
Dark circles
run along my porcelain hand!
Dark circles shine new light into my
life!
Dark circles bring new beauty to my eye…
2
DRAG QUEEN
There’s a Drag
Queen in the dark!
“S.O.S”
“S.O. Fucking S”
“S.O.S
he’s in disguise”
“S.O.S it’s in disguise”
“There’s
a boy dressed as a girl”
“He’s out now, and he’s on your
streets”
“Keep the innocent away”
“There’s a Drag
Queen out now”
A quiet and obedient boy you crave
A
soccer playing brat you would save
My senses are dulled and my ego
died
I want to dance, so I’m out for tonight
I’ve been
trying desperately to be a boy
However, I won’t be your weak
clay toy
I won’t be a child for long
I want to be a queen so
strong
Boredom has rotted my brain
So, before I finally
become insane
I’m busting your mold and leaving
With all my
intentions set on glowing
There’s a drag queen there among
you
Look around and watch her walk
Oh wurk!
There’s a drag
queen there with you
Hair so high and face white as chalk
Walking
along the dark night causing heterosexuals fright
Eyes shining
fierce and bright; the queen has taken flight
Lip singing and
dancing despite everybody being imprudent
The makeup and hair is
fierce beyond need of improvement
Snuck
into the gay club I can feel the fire in my gay-dar
To put it out
the shirtless bartender drenches me in vodka
I’m not on the hunt
for a boy queen just as fierce as me
I really want a strong,
loving, and intelligent boy king
There’s
a drag queen in the streets
Be careful around her dancing wig
Oh
fierce!
There’s a drag queen in the streets
She is walking on
a heel made of twig
“S.O.S he’s in disguise”
“S.O.S
it’s in disguise”
“There’s a he dressed a she”
“Hide
the children from its beauty”
Feed me a bottle of God’s
glitter
What a fucking sin! Gurl, wurk!
“S.O.S the boy’s
insane”
“S.O.S he has blue eyes”
“That dress just
doesn’t go…”
“With those shoes! Oh girl, no!”
There’s
a drag queen there, you fool
Don’t suffocate her with your
peasant ways
My Drag Queen, strut your struts
My Drag Queens,
bend your wrists
There’s a drag queen in your bathroom
Let
her out so she can strut
3
THE BEAT OF
MY PUMPS
I
wore my first dress when I was five
My mother was asleep, I felt
so alive
Looking back I was pretty wonderful
Looking back the
dress was beautiful
Now fourteen, back in the soft fabric
I can
wear it and move to the music
My parents shake their heads in
shame
They tell me to stop inventing a new name
I wish I could,
but it’s too much fun
I’m more filled with life than the
raging sun
There’s nothing left to do, I’ve gone so gay
I
don’t care like my parents for what people say
The beat of
my pumps; like the beat of my heart
Dancing so fast my veins could
sizzle and fall apart
The beat of my pumps challenge the music’s
tempo
I move in fine balance with a blasting album in inferno
The
beat of pumps smash upon the ground
With what my parents find to
be a mortifying sound
Pulled out of the dress. Spent several
days as a boy
I decided it was time to crank out my favorite toy
I
have new ideas in mind, and my parents yell
I put on the heels,
tried running, but I soon fell
Got in trouble, got grounded,
privileges were gone
But before you know it I have my pumps in a
run
The beat of my pumps resonate through the home
My
parents hope it is the sounds of my new clone
The beat of my pumps
is unique, mine, and original
With a sickening artistry that is
simply unforgivable
The beat of pumps is smoothly balanced with
sound
I work my feet right through every inch of the ground
My
parents fear I’ll be ridiculed and laughed at
They seem to not
understand my own testament
I could not care less for what people
have spat
I drink in the ridicule and continue so prevalent
My
parents fear that they won’t be able to fix it
But they seem to
have forgotten my new name
A name that has nothing wrong and
nothing to hit
Hermana Alacran, the new name in a fierce game
The
beat of my pumps resonate through my soul
Move through my body
with an undying force
The beat of my pumps beat into a dancing
role
I dance with my feet celebrating and my fierce force
The
beat of my pumps work so swiftly to intoxicate
There is a new beat
that they seductively create
4
TAKE BACK
MY BODY
I’ve
lost faith in everything I do, because you do
Every step I walk
towards hopes of success for me
You condemn it; say that it will
lead to undo me
I feel like I’ve spoiled you with always doing
well
I don’t exist and I don’t fight solely to please you
I
applaud you for holding me, I thank you
But I will take my body
back from your grudge
I will take my body I won’t be a doll
anymore
Take back the body from your hold of control
My body
back in my control I’ll be the only judge
I love you, but
before you ruin that last emotion
Give me back my control, and
forget you own me
I love you, but before I die in a sad desperate
hold
I’ll take back my body and forget you owned it
You never
owned me, but you tried, and I’m dieing
Take back my body,
it’s my own flesh, part yours
This is my brain, and this is my
life, not ours
I’ll take my body, back in my control I thank
you
You helped me live this long, but I know what I want
You
shake your head in shame, but this is my life
I
birthed a boy, not a girl!
I
will not accept something that is not chivalry!
You
are a boy, not a girl!
I
accept you being gay!
Not
this ridiculous clownery!
Why
is everything inside our home a battle?
We are Hitler and Stalin
fighting for control
We are God and Satan fighting over a human
I
won’t play along with this struggle for control
This is my life
and my body, not a jewelry box!
I’ll take my body, because
it is mine. Only mine
I’ll take my body, and continue to love
you
You still control so much around me and life
But you won’t
control every cell in my body
I can no longer trust you to keep
safe my mind
If you no longer listen to understand me
I
have too many monsters attacking me
For me to struggle hopelessly
to help you see
5
HOMO-SAPIEN
New
boy in my city,
Who I think if so much
Do
people ask you if you’re gay?
Because
you walk with a slight bounce
Your swooped black hair is never astray
And
everybody thinks you’re cute
You
are never teased on for it
But
you never call the girls back
My
dearest boy,
Oh
please be homosexual for me
I
have done it before
So,
will you please hold me into the night?
Because
I wondered
What your thoughts… of me were
I
think and might cry now if it is
That
you are only Homo-Sapien
You
might a bisexual
Or you might be bi-curios
Or perhaps it’s
only…
That you’re so modern
You are not conforming
To
what anybody cool says
I detect this and pray for love
You
have one of those auras
A beautiful smile that makes me warm
You
have a certain prowess
It simply melts my heart of ice
Like
laying on a beach of doubt
I wish you would hold my hand
And
blush as you sit closer to me
I look into your eyes and see
warmth
Tell me, bright eyed boy, which you are
I want and
die
To look at your pornography stash
I think and fear
You
might be only Homo-Sapien
A
homo?
A
Sapien
A
homo
A
sapien!
Homo-Sapien
HE’S
NOT!
Homo-sapiens
act differently
He
is homosexual, I know it
He
is for me…
Such
a cutie will already be taken
Or
not interested in a queen bitch
You
are sweet, but so quiet
Is it because you’re a homo?
I would
die if you said no
Or is it a Homo-Sapien?
I would soon die if
you said yes
I must be terribly wrong
Your manners are
so
Well-Meaning
My homo-sapien boy
Sometimes you speak
With
a slight squeak
Never bearing bracelets
You are not so
modern
You’re a homo, yeah?
A classic case
Be
Homosexual
Would you tell me if I confessed
That I
wondered
What you think… of me?
I think
You are only a
Homo-Sapien
I thought
Of asking you up front
I fear
that…
You would say “Homo-Sapien”
You know exactly
who Cher is
Is it because you are Homosexual?
Or are you merely
Homo-Sapien?
Please tell me something that will cure
My dying
passion for you
Tell me something that can give me hope
6
I’M THE
RICHEST WOMAN
You
should know
I’m the richest woman!
I’ll tell you now
With
more than you!
Do you hear me?
I’m the richest lady!
Pay
attention
Wanting
money
Wanting something
Anything other than poverty
You see
I’m terribly poor
I
fell in love with being at the bottom
Poorer than a church mouse
I
could easily end up in a hovel
Yet I won’t cry over a ripped
blouse
You see I have no money to worry about
No finances
to keep me up in terrible doubt
You see one day I’ll be richer
than God
And my name will rise higher than Heaven
I have a soul
that no money could afford
I have the face that no surgeon could
create
I want the world to know
I’m the richest woman
you’ll know in life
You hear me, world?
I have no money to
buy the shiniest knife
I tell the world
I’m the richest
woman, because I’m so fly
It’s all due to
I have the soul
that no money could buy
I’m a goddess of spirit and the
queen here
I’m such a cute and trusting little dear
You can
trust that I’ll never lose my mind
And to my poverty I’ll
always be so blind
My
parents can barely afford the rent
A family of four in a one
bedroom apartment
You see I’m the brightest diamond in this
A
rough that I have turned into my bliss
I do not have the
finest clothes
But I have the finest nose
Leather of the
finest, never
My skin is the finest endeavor
A size for
which any boy would kill
Would you believe? That I’m rolling in
gold
A heart of gold and life
The world should know in its
heart
I’m the richest woman in this world!
The world will
know beyond a doubt
I’m the richest woman, and wisest being!
The
world will see in shining light
I’m the richest lady to walk the
streets
Despite the fact so small and lame
I have no Jimmy Choo
stuff on my feet
The world will love in their hearts
I’m
the richest woman you’ll ever know
The world will know through
and through
I’m the richest thing that’s living now
Let the
world love me
I’m the richest woman
I happen to be the
richest woman
Do you understand?
I’m the richest
darling
The finest person
With the upmost caring
That’s
why I care
For the world to know
I’m the richest woman!
7
THERE IS NO
LOVE
There
is no love, not anymore
I have lost love, but not anymore
There
is no passion, not here
There is no passion to find here
There
is no happiness around
There is only sadness around
There is no
love left in me now
There is no life left in me now
There
is no need for love in this vast place
No love can enter this
sadly ruined place
Walk away from me for I have no need for
it
Take your love somewhere else and use it
There’s
nothing to be found in this heart of mine
There is only a rock of
coal in this heart of mine
Don’t waste your time here, there is
nothing here
Don’t approach me with open arms, my naïve
dear
There is no love left in me
There is no joy left in
me
Don’t look for happiness
A myth is now happiness
There
is no clear water left
There is no admiration left
There is no
need for love
There is no wanting of love
I want to be
where people forget of love
I want to be where innocents can never
die
There is no need for love in this cold world
There is no
need for happiness in this world
I grow weary of this world of
hypocrisy
I grow weary of needing warmth or love
It is science
that as humans we need love
But see I’ve learned, I have no need
for love
Destroy away a world in which I can pray
Every
night I used to pray with my eyes closed
And every person for whom
I prayed
Turned their backs sooner or later
I’m glad I never
prayed for them to stay
I thought that saying they loved me
assured that
If I lose my mind forgive me for everything
If
I die young forgive God and erase me from everything
You see I’ve
lost my hope in humanity
There is no love left in all of
humanity
You see I have come to understand
That love is not
needed to understand
I have found that there is nothing
I have
understood that I am nothing
I am not a person, not anymore
I
am nothing; that is what I am
I am not in need of love, not me
In
my black heart there is no love
8
HERMANA
ALACRAN
Fool
who knows not of Romance Language
There is a language of strength
and power…
She
came out from the dirt covered in jewels
With hips that can leave
man in awe
She came with a heart set on grandeur
I come from
the scorpion family
I am a Sister Scorpion that is my name
Loyal
until the end to my creed
Why
is it that in this world I am allowed to do this?
Why
do I know exactly what’s wrong with this bliss?
A
Utopian Society would be full of secrets and lies
The
scorpion sister would know and she would find cries
You
see in Spanish there is a saying that goes
You
are crazier than a scorpion
Estas
más loco que un alacrán!
Here
is my bilingual play on words
This
is written in orange ink on my heart
I
am a Scorpion Sister; I’m the freak in the family
I believe that
now there is nothing left to hide
I believe that if you have an
ego, you have issues
I believe that I am not a queen, I am only a
sister
I am a Scorpion Sister, a darling, and her majesty
The
Sister Scorpion who is loyal to the creed forever
Sister Scorpion
will attack, bite, and sting you
I have only to say “beware”
to anybody who is a traitor
The
sister will save you, because I’m the one
The Sister Scorpion
keeps fierce in the world
Trust in the wisdom of the ancient
scorpion
Tail at arms to always inject my deadly poison
So
venomous, I am a scorpion, a creature from dirt
Nobody will know
of me when I die later, but dirt
I am a scorpion, a creature of
poison and of death
I am a scorpion and if you see me lose your
breath
A queen and a sister, I am the new queen
I am the
scorpion sister, the queen
Don’t mistake me for a clown
I am
a Scorpion Sister
La Hermana Alacran
Bring
me a child to baptize
In water from a river of Hell
Because my
people have a fire
Strength inside their hearts
That is nowhere
else on Earth
The
queen dressed in a gown
With a thousand layers
And a meringue
made of orange silk
Sings out to traitors and to hatred
She
sings out in fierce anger to life
And the new queen is
reigning
With strength… with peace, and life
May the people
know she is so grand…
¡Trae
me un niño para bautizar!
¡En
agua de un rio en infierno!
¡Porque mi gente tienen un
fuego!
¡Poder en sus corazones que!
¡En este mundo no
existe!
I
am the sister scorpion, small but proud
Small
for now
I
am the queen who calls herself Hermana Alacran
I
am the queen who knows she is only the sister
She
vanished back into the dirt
After killing the old queen
With
a look in her eyes you will be in flames
And
know how to dance like a crazed scorpion
She
vowed to return as the queen of the world
So
the Ancient Mexican Desert Legend says!
9
FIERCE
QUEEN FOR LIFE
I
sit in my newly carved throne
I carved and know it all
alone
Nobody knows that I am amazing
You can trust that I’ll
be blazing
Before you know it I’ll be on a throne
I won’t
imagine it, I won’t be alone
My kingdom will come to rise
I
will come to be such a surprise
I’ll be the queen to save the
people
I’ll be the one with a legendary steeple
I am the
fierce queen that will reign
I am so fierce despite being
insane
The people will cheer for the new queen
I’ll be
like no other you’ve ever seen
I’ll lead my kingdom into a
golden age
There will be no hunger or wars of rage
There will
be only gold and conquest
Fierce queen doing my job finely
dressed
An empire will soon come to rule us
But I won’t
sit on the back of the bus
I will lead my people to victory and
joy
I’ll be the fiercest queen despite being a boy
Work and
prosper in the face of terror
Don’t think I’ll ever be struck
by horror
I prophesize the day that I’ll lead
I
prophesize now the day I’ll have a steed
Don’t mistake me,
I’m the fiercest queen!
I’m the fiercest creature you’ve
ever seen
I’m a fierce queen for life, be weary of me
I’ll
rule so proudly from sea to fierce sea
I’m a fierce queen for
life I’ll be great
I’ll be a fierce queen until I’m so dead
I
tell the people not to bow, and they do
I tell the world to
destroy you, they do
I’m the greatest queen to have the crest
My
word will not be law, but it is the best
People will rejoice with
every choice I make
I will rebuild should there ever be a
quake
I’m such a great and fierce queen for life
I’m
too fierce to have my back with a knife
I’m the fiercest
creature that you’ll know
I will come to lead and the kingdom
will grow
I’ll go down in history as the queen of Earth
It is
all written since the day of my birth!
This is what I
know
I’ll be so fierce
Don’t think I’ll ever back
down
I’ll stand tall with my strength
I am a fierce queen for
life
For life, I’ll lead, I’ll be queen
I am the
fiercest creature you’ll know
I’ll soon be a queen, and my
name will grow
With me the kingdom will prosper only
I promise
myself to never back away slowly
I have been the fiercest child
all my days
I will be a fierce queen for life
Listen to me
God high in the Universe
I know that you are testing me
I will
rise above anything you set in front of me
I have proved time and
time again
As Queen I will also be one to reckon with
My God…
creator of everything so horrible
And writer of my fate
A fate
which holds the words…
Fierce Queen For Life
|
10
STRONG
BLACK WOMAN
Baby,
such a long life, my child
So many stories I have to tell you
Of
slavery and of tragedy
Sit down and listen to my tales
Everybody
thinks that the strong black woman died
No, she only stood back
because she had not cried
She took a minute to rest. She cried.
Her heart so heavy
But she’s back, baby. And child, she’s so
pretty
I’m a strong black woman, and I am fighting
Don’t
mess with me; I’ll leave your eyes shining
I give these children
all the love they crave
I’ll beat away any energy that makes
life grave
Hallelujah,
the strong black woman still lives
Hallelujah, the strong black
woman still gives
Hallelujah, can you feel the strength of
her?
Hallelujah, this woman is one you can’t deter
Praise
the lord’s name and speak in tongues
May all the strong black
women live so long
I am a strong black woman, I am here
A
strong black woman lives in my heart
Hallelujah, the black
woman is so strong
Hallelujah, this has become my favorite
song
Hallelujah, the strong black woman prospers
Hallelujah,
she is no different than her brothers
The strong black woman
never died, she lives
See, no matter what happens she always
survives
I am here, I am a strong black woman, in disguise
And
this newly strong black woman never dies
Praise the lord’s
name the black woman is back
Now the world knows that we survive
any attack
Give her all the suffering children or people in
despair
Because the strong black woman will return them to
air
The strong black woman was not lynched or killed
She
gave herself a proud face and lived on so skilled
Praise the
lord’s name and know that she lives on
Hallelujah, the strong
black woman will never be gone
11
BORN NAKED
I
am a simple soul, I am only a child
I am a creature of God who in
heaven
Believed that for some reason
I deserved life on this
horrible planet
I was born naked so I live naked
I was
born, but the life is another force
What God could do for me was a
body
That is all I needed in this life
I was born naked to
a world wrapped in shadow
I was born naked. Completely exposed to
pain
I was born naked to a world of cries and misery
I was born
with my tender skin ready to be cut
There is a grand reason. A
great divine reason
In rage there is only pain and a heavy
heartache
In sorrow there is that sad weightless feeling
In
pain there is the feeling of absolute innocence
How God came
to imagine this world
Scares me to my deepest foundations
He
is an angry God, he is a disturbing God
He is a rage filled God,
he is holding hate
Why
in this world does everything precious die?
Why in this world does
money give all authority?
Why in this world do all things have to
be out of balance?
Why in this world must there be pain and
sorrow?
Children born to innocent parents who did nothing
Are
born into a life of trash and of flies
A little girl born so
innocent and without sin
Will be raped before the time she knows
of sex
God is dark, he is cruel, he is angry
Why should I
worship that creature?
What good has he done to the world?
God
is a monster, God disturbs me
I continue to think he even
loves me
For some days he has shown that
But on other days I
ask him
“What did I do to cause you anger?”
So, I will
no longer try so hard to please God
When the water will give you
rabies
When the food is nonexistent
Why worship a creature that
hurts so much?
Why pray to a being who will mostly hurt?
We
are born naked to a world of pain
Should we look down for a
second
We lose in this vast planet of anger
Why does God allow
us to be born naked?
The day that he answers my questions
And
justifies so many of his poisons
My faith in him once so
strong
Will be restored to what it used to be
12
DELUSIONAL
PROPHECIES
I
do remember when I was a little gay boy
I fantasized of when I
would be a fun toy
For in my mind I would one day have dolls
One
day I would be loved without rivals
One day I would write and get
paid money
One day people would praise my voice as honey
My
dreams focused on being discovered a poet
My dreams of being so
perfect just like a robot
My dreams of performing for millions of
people
My dreams of my admirers creating a steeple
My dreams of
wearing large dresses black and being bold
My dreams of being
revered as legendary when old
What delusional prophecies of
greatness
Prophecies of the days I’ll have happiness
Such
delusional thoughts of my success
Yet I to reach those delusions I
still obsess
What delusional prophecies of money and fame
Nobody
can take that seriously, I’m just a game
All
I have are those dreams, so I have no option
I must work or fail
and let dreams become poison
What fear of failing in this life
just so tragically
I can’t be delusional to think it’ll happen
magically
I’ll be delusional enough to work my hardest
To
prosper in a world where no success is promised
My fight will
be long, full of stress, but without regret
The only regret I
could give myself would be to rest
If I were to lie down and be
only a silly child in life
I think I would hate myself for not
facing the strife
In my sleep all I ever dream of is living in
it
All I do is prophesize of a world marked with my hit
It
happens to be all I want. No, not to be a star
All I prophesize of
is being able to work so far
I
all I can dream of is working my butt off for life
My dreams of
being beautiful and not just a wife
Go down in history as a
beautiful poet and writer
Stick deep into people’s mind as a
catchy singer
That’s my dream, those are my delusional
prophecies
That is why I live now, it is what fuels these
cries
Delusional prophecies of my hard work being
loved
Delusional prophecies of having my new product
shoved
Delusional prophecies of people reading my words
Delusional
prophecies of transcending all the worlds
Listen to me for it is
the wisest thing to do now
One day I will be on a stage and cry as
I bow
Dreams of a world marked by my fisted hit
Delusional
prophecies of getting all of it
My name will fuel others’
delusional prophecies
13
FAGGOTS,
QUEERS, BUT QUEENS
I
was born in the city of bright lights and show
I soon discovered a
world in which I came to know
I got with the other boys made of
everything good
And danced for the money wherever we
could
Faggots, queers, and freaks! People of the city called
us
“Faggots,
queers, and freaks!!!”
But
every time we touched the streets for business
The people would
still watch us intently
And lay down their money quietly
Once
met a boy on the corner of the street
Showed him how I move on my
feet
I was fifteen, he was just one year older
I will never
know of an event hotter
I’m glad he did was he had done
Faggots
queers, and freaks the people yelled at us
When I convinced the
boy to go into my business
Faggots,
queers, and freaks!!!
But
when we were together it didn’t matter at all
We both felt
happy, mushy, and walked so tall
Faggots, queers, but queens
the people mustn’t know
Together we were faggots, queers, but we
could grow
The emotions running like crazy, oh, what silly kids
A
young and loving couple that society just forbids
He was born
in a test tube to scientists in relief
Placed inside a woman who
was ready to grief
Sad to lose her curves, but glad to help her
friends
And he was raised by the dads envied by my
friends
Faggots,
queers, but queens that’s what I call them
Faggots,
queers, but queens that’s what they’re called
Faggots,
queers, but queens may they dance in heaven
Faggots,
queers, but queens, oh, how they were loved
14
WHERE ARE
THE HOT HETEROSEXUALS?
I
have seen them running around this city
It’s the woman loving
man I find so pretty
They have cute faces and bodies of angels
too
I look at them, and I find only one thing to do
I smile so
shyly at them like a silly little boy
They look at me and there’s
a strange curiosity!
Where
are the hot heterosexuals?
The hot boys
The ones who crave
women
And are my eyes’ toys
Did they all become bi-curios?
On my watch?
Or am I what they are trying to dodge?
Are
they hiding from me?
I truly hope so
Because if not
My
eyes have nowhere to go
I
have seen them somewhere in the world there
Looking at them for
too long is only a small dare
I have seen them with their
girlfriends in love
They see me looking like they’re angels from
above
They crack a wicked smile, and say “Hi” to me
Their
cute smile is the last thing I want to see!!!
Where are the
hot heterosexuals of the planet!
One better show up before I make
a wild racket!
Where are the players of my favorite sport?
I
miss looking at some boy without his support!
Where have all the
heterosexual boys gone?
Did they all gain weight instead of
building brawn?
Have
they abandoned me and the girls?
Did they all go back to their
strange worlds?
Where are the hot heterosexuals, my god?
To
where have all the nice straight boys gone?
Where are they now?
Where are the friends and the boys?
Where are my foolish eyes’
favorite cute toys?
15
BRIGHT
ORBS
The
people of my kingdom ran away from me
My kingdom shattered and
became a legend
I rose and there were ruins as far as I could
see
But I decided that it would be more strengthened
I look out
from my tower to behold the new sight
I see on the horizon a
glorious vision so bright
Bright
orbs of angelic might are on the shore
From my great palace I
begin to laugh wildly
Bringing me back to a state that I so
adore
I turn and run into my chambers so madly
For I know that
there is light and life coming
Wondering what they carry my heart
is drumming
I
know whatever may come I am more than prepared
There is nothing I
could want more in this world so strange
Than to know what is on
the horizon of my vast empire
I know there’s light and grandeur
in the future’s range
Running down the winding stairs I prepare
my mind
I come to exit my grand palace and light makes me blind!
Bright
orbs are everywhere! They shine my way!
Bright orbs spin around me
filling my soul with strength
Bright orbs will be here each and
every coming day
Bright orbs will come to me in droves along the
length
Bright orbs surround my palace and more approach
Bright
orbs shake away any lingering cockroach!
And my heart yells as
I am spinning round and round
Propelled by the power of angels and
the powers of it
Bright orbs fill my soul and the happiness is
abound
Bright angels bring me happiness to which I’ll commit
And
in the shining light I see a rush of energy and hope
Suddenly I
feel like I can fight to conquer this globe!
Bright
orbs tell me that I will ascend higher than before
I fly so high I
will be in the sky, an undeniable force
My face is illuminated!
There is a world I want to explore
For in my life there will never
be an apocalyptic horse
I smile now, because I know that I will
never go back
No, not back to weakness after a terrifying attack
Bright
orbs jumble under me to carry me into the sky
Bright orbs are
coming to me and my heart yells this:
Bright
orbs, take me higher, take me far into the sky!
Bright
orbs, take me so high, I want to be in pure bliss
Bright
orbs will always be on the horizon of my world
Bright orbs will
always be here only to back up this girl!
16
DRAG QUEEN
(Re-Written)
Re-written
from Poems
Poems Poems Galore
by German Alcala:
My
father married a female biologically
With both genes what do want
from me
The girls said I was always boy by law
The boys: they
always called me "Fruity Squaw"
Drag
Queen, that’s all I’ve ever heard
Drag Queen, my momma called
me that word
Drag Queen, I’ve got a hidden wand
Both sides
been against me since the day I was spawned
I’ve
never settled, gone from school to school
I wasn’t welcome and I
wasn’t cool
The other children always laughed at me
"Give
him some glitter, he's a He She”
Drag
Queen, that’s the only word I want to hear
Drag Queen! That
actually happens to be me, dear
Drag Queen, I’m a performer of
two sorts
Everybody against me with terribly offensive retorts!
I
don’t need to be accepted and I’m not ashamed
To be a boy and
have that word be my name
My life won’t be one from boy to
woman
But one true a performing queen is what I am
Drag
Queen, that’s all I’ve ever heard
Drag Queen, my momma called
me that word
Drag Queen, I’ve got a hidden wand
Both sides
been against me since the day I was spawned
Drag Queen, that
happens to be me
Drag Queen, such a pretty thing to see
Drag
Queen, a poet, boy, and girl
All these words will be read across
the world!!!
Fin
Author Info:
German Alcala:
From Los Angeles, California German Alcala is 14 years old, Mexican, Gay, and considers himself a novelist, poet, singer, dancer, carpenter, and everything in between! German Alcala's biggest inspirations include Edgar Allan Poe, Maya Angelou, and Jackie Collins. He has self-published eBooks across the web from Apple iBooks to Barnes and Noble NookBooks, has been called Awesome, Inspiring, and Amazing in book reviews.
“If... Liberace ate Lil Kim (circa 1996-2008) and then made a baby with Shakira after she had drunk Edgar Allan Poe's ashes you would pretty much get my clone... or the true story of my creation!!!"
-German Alcala
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The Beautiful G.A.G.A - http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/62423
Swing: A Psychopathy - http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/55995
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