Showing posts with label Religious intolerance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Religious intolerance. Show all posts

Monday, 7 October 2019

Rise Up, Rise Up (October 7, 2019)



Do you know
Why I'm crying?


Tears slide down
Streaking my face
In frustration.


Where walking is
Act of defiance
Against prejudice.


Which you claim
My very presence
Is causing.


As your entitlement
Base on hate
And ignorance
Is stripped away.


One layer
At a time.


Laying bare
The emptiness
Of your actions/words
Towards others.


Who challenge
Your dogmatic faith
With love and compassion.


Knowing
Freedom time 
Has come.


Therisa © 2019  

Author’s note: The following Toronto event, on September 28, 2019, inspired this poem: https://www.thestar.com/news/gta/2019/09/28/christian-groups-march-into-gay-village-leads-to-showdown-with-lgbtq-supporters.html

Thursday, 30 March 2017

Wounded Hearts (February 5, 2014)

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Are you
So unsure
In your own sexuality
You need to attack others
Who are?

With passing
Or pending legislation
Which reeks
Of "Jim Crow" laws
Against the LGBT+ community.

Bringing back
A dark and disgraceful period
Of American history
Under the fig leaf
Of religious freedom.

Only this time
You can't use
A person's skin colour
As the basis
For your hatred.

No matter
How you try
To justify your actions.

Hate remains hate.

And your actions
Need to be countered
By gestures.

Which builds bridges
Across these emotional divides
Not barbed wire fences
By the fanatics.

Who's hearts
Are harden
Against love
And understanding.

Therisa © 2014

Author's note; Another poem, from my poetic morgue, which sadly, seems more relative today, given the current political climate, in the United States, and parts of western Canada.

Wednesday, 26 October 2016

Beyond The Pale (October 26, 2016) Inbox x

How can you
Be objective
In judging me?

When you don't know
Who I am
Or the experience
I have lived.

And yet
You sit
In absolute judgement
Condemning me
On sight
Alone.

Having never uttered
A single word
To you.

Tell me
Where is
Your impartiality?

To you
I am 
An offending piece
Of human flesh
That's condemned
To Hell.

Why?

For challenging
Your notion
On what gender
And sexuality
Means.

In defiling
What the "Holy Book" says
Is acceptable
For society.

Thing is
I don't believe
In this Book.

Or those
Who wrote it.

Sad part is
Your very actions
Goes against
The holy Book
Itself.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Its interesting, how it's those, who protested the loudest, are the ones, who are guilty of the crime, they claim others are committing against them.And for the record, I have experience this reaction, several times, from total strangers, re-inforcing my feelings, for not following one of the three major religions.

Saturday, 3 September 2016

Not, In God's Name (September 3, 2016)

Hello 
My name is
Therisa.

For those
Who don't know
Me.

I am
A transsexual
(Male to female).

Correcting
The physical deformity 
Being born
A female soul
Within a male body.

And 
An abuse survivor
From family members
And bullies.

Who is
Actively
Seeking help
In healing
These mental wounds.

I know
How easily
It would be.

To surrender
Myself
To the pain.

Ending all
With my suicide.

As I refuse
To grant power
Towards those
Who say:

"Being punished
For my sinful ways
As a trans-lesbian."

Quoting
Various verses
From the New
and Old Testament.

As if
These hateful words 
Could magically
Change me.

Haven't you realize
The hatred
You're spreading
As the "Gospel Truth"
To the world
Is morally wrong?

Guess not
As you're too busy
Running away
From your own 
Inner daemons.

To realize
This.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Earlier, this week, the Peel Board Of Education made a big splash, locally, when it announced all of its secondary school washrooms would become "all-gender", for the start of this school year, on Tuesday (September 5, 2016). For more on this, please click on the link: www.thestar.com/yourtoronto/education/2016/08/31/peel-board-to-include-all-gender-washrooms-in-every-high-school.html

Upon hearing this news report, a person, I know, made the comment, a derisive comment, about women, not being safe, in public washrooms. Never mind, many LGBT+ people have been violently assaulted, in public spaces, thus refuse to use them, as a way of protecting themselves, from harm. 

Personally, I don't know of any woman, who can make similar claims, regarding this. In fact, have been made to feel like, I'm inferior or a freak, when I had ask, at a certain coffee shop, for the entry code, to their female washroom, in Toronto's Gay Village. Which, was reluctantly given to me, by one, of its employees. A place, I refuse to go to, again, with my patronage.

Saturday, 6 August 2016

Intolerance (August 6, 2016)

Why do you seek
To force me
Into your beliefs?

Knowing
Full well
My steadfast
Refusal of them.

As if
My rejection
Is spurning you
Forward
In this pursuit
Of madness.

Does not
Several decades
Of "No"
Mean anything
To you?

In pushing me
Ever further
From your side.

By creating
An insurmountable divide
Between us
That only death
Can bridge.

I ask this
As your time is nigh
And won't  be there
For your final breathe
Or funeral.

Knowing
You'll never change
Before Death's embrace
Mom.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Reflections on, part of my therapy session, I had, earlier this week (August 3, 2016), how my mom has refuse to accept the boundaries, I have placed around religious observation, in regards, to attending a Christian church. Never mind, her narrow mindedness, and the irrational fear that grips her, towards my transitioning, into her daughter, from a son.

Thursday, 26 May 2016

Janus, Would Be Proud (May 26, 2016)

They call
Themselves
Christians.

Instead of
Preaching love
As their religion
Espouses.

Pure hatred
Oozes
From their frozen hearts
Like oil
From the ground.

Sitting
So smugly
In their Sunday best
Upon the church pew.

Praying
For my soul's
Salvation.

Fake smiles
Plastered
Upon their faces.

Like a poster
Wrapped around
The telephone pole.

Advertising
The latest release
From a local indie
Group.

Hate to think
How they would
Treat me.

If I had reacted
In a disrespectful manner
To them.

Guess
They don't read
Their own religious text
In having forgotten
The golden rule.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Often wonder, how someone, who claims, to speak, in the Voice of God, can be filled, with such hatred, like many socially conservative Christians. Last time, I looked, the Christian bible wasn't filled with ignorance or pure hatred. Although, I must say, I'm not a Christian, nor pretend, to be one. Had too much religious hatred, forced down my throat, for being, a trans-lesbian.

Monday, 25 January 2016

Just The Way, It Is (January 23, 2016)


My name is
Therisa.

Does this
Bother you?

As you say:

"Male".

As if
It was
The most vilest
Curse word
You know.

Correct me
If I'm wrong.

But didn't
Your religious belief
Teach you.

To treat others
As you want them
To treated you?

Especially
Volunteering
At a food/clothing bank
For disadvantaged "women"
And families?

I write this
Not to embarrass you.

Rather
Trying to understand
Why you harbour
Such ill will
Towards me.

Honestly
I wish
It was possible.

For you
To experience
The "Hells"
I have travelled
Through.

Just to reach
This stage
Of my life.

Actively
Attempting to
Correct
This genetic mistake.

Of being born
In the wrong gendered
Body.

Is this
Asking
Too much?

For compassion
And a helping hand
Towards
A fellow human being.

For some
It is.


Therisa © 2016


Author's note: On January 19th, I walked up, to a nearby food/clothing bank, ran by, a local Christian organization, in Toronto. For the first time, in 13 months, I was made to feel like, I didn't belong there, by one particular volunteer, there. Guess, I shouldn't be surprised, given my past experienced, with "religious" people and their gross intolerance, towards those, who challenge their perception of "what is right and wrong". In their quoting verses, from the Talmud and the New Testament, at me, saying my soul is, eternally damned, for being a trans-lesbian.


I didn't feel right, in challenge this person, outright, rather tried to pass it, by saying, I'm transitioning, which is true. Maybe, the next time, if I see her, I will ask, if we can go to a separate room, and try to enlighten her, about her rudeness and ignorance. If she is willing, to keep an open mind, while we talk.


For the record, I'm not, a practicing Jew, Christian, or Muslim. Rather, find myself, leaning towards Animism, which some "People of the Book" would view me, as being Pagan.  Never mind, I was forced by my mom, to attend various Protestant churches, until my mid-teens, when I said, "enough". Never have felt comfortable, in any of these churches. In fact, one church made me feel, like I was walking over the graves of dead.

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