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