Aucklander David Stock wrote It Will Be Okay for his mother when she was going through a difficult time. “I wanted to give her a message of hope like she gave me when I was coming out,” he says and shares his work with us below.
“It will be okay”
That’s what you said when I told you I was gay
I didn’t know it then but that was what I needed to hear
Like a cheek needs a tear.
Like a song needs an ear
With those four words, I lost all fear
Mum, I am your son
You made these hands
You made this boy
Faults and all
You once told me that I could be anything I want to be
What if all I am is you
I have your eyes
Your heart
Your feelings
I have your mind,
Overthinking, overused.
I have your DNA,
Your shadow.
Well, Let me tell you one thing, Mum.
If being your son is all I am to be,
Then I’ll die happily.
See I’ve grown now into this man
I’ve watched my face change like the seasons in a Forrest.
Small brittle branches filled now with spring colours.
I’ve seen the wonders of the world through these eyes you planted in me
In my winter where I was nothing but a silhouette
You said those 4 words and gave me life.
So now in your winter, I return to you, my mother.
And from this mouth I proudly wear
I say to you,
“It will be okay.”
