BORN TO BE Lyrics

If my son

Prefers Barbie over Batman

Dora over Diego

Flowers over trucks

If he chooses

Minnie over Mickey

Daisy over Donald

Pink over blue

If he prefers dolls over action figures

Ballet over baseball

Dresses over dockers

If he prefers

Heels over Jordans

Sheroes over heroes

Gaga over Ghostface

If he is inspired

By Frida and Steinem

Vogues to Madonna

And twerks to J Lo

If he dreams

Of a white laced wedding

In the dress

His mother wore

I will celebrate him

Paint his world in rainbows

Always find God

In the center of his eyes

Surround him with heaven

Until his personal pronoun

Fits comfortably in his mouth

Assure him

That the closets in this house

Have no doors

That the sun in this house

Will shine its light so bright on him

That he will be able

To hear the sunrise

I will show him

That in this house

Pride has a home

He will not hear me

Stain Stonewall

With the word riot

He will hear

Stonewall Rising

He will see Stonewall rising

I will light candles

For the lives maliciously snatched

From their flesh by hate

To show him

They are also in God's arms

I will pray

That he never knows

What a goodbye kiss feels like

I will hold him tight

Every day and every night

Like many fathers

Never did

Wish they did

But no longer can

I will hold him

Like tomorrow

Might not come

He is my son

And if he

Prefers she

If he prefers

To be my daughter

I will embrace

Celebrate

And love

All who he is

And was born

To be