Showing posts with label Trans Rights=Human Rights. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trans Rights=Human Rights. Show all posts

Saturday, 13 April 2019

The Dire Reality (April 13, 2019)




I wish
We didn’t need
Black History Month
(Month of February, for Canada and the U.S.)
International Women’s Day
(March 8th)
Transgender Day of Visibility
(March 31st)
Or Day of Transgender Remembrance
(November 20th).


Sadly
We need these dates
And more
On the calendar.


Too long
A small cadre
Of white Christian men
Have controlled nations
As their own private fiefdoms.


Imposing their will
Whenever threatened
With being ousted.


Whether
It be politically
Economically
Or socially.


Am so tired
Of having people
Forced to place their dreams
On hold.


Due to the fear
A love one
Will be attacked
As retribution
For being honest.


Many ways
It feels like
We’ve drifted backwards
To the late 1970s/early 1980s.


When HIV/AIDS
Exploded on the world
Cutting a tragically deadly swath
Through the LGBTQ+ community.

From which
A renewed Gay activist voice
Fought long dark odds
Emerging from their stark closets
For overdue changes.

Now
Transgender community faces
A similar question
About our existence.


Now
Unlike then
Finding supporters
Is harder.


Given the stigma
That surrounds people
Like myself.

As draconian legislation
Is being globally enacted
By various countries
Limiting our rights

As a person.


Therisa © 2019

Author's note: The following op-ed article, from The Globe and Mail, inspired this very visible response, by me:

https://www.theglobeandmail.com/opinion/article-for-transgenders-an-imperfect-ally-is-better-than-no-ally-at-all/?utm_medium=Newsletter&utm_source=Globe%20Opinion&utm_type=text&utm_content=GlobeOpinion&utm_campaign=2019-4-1_16&cu_id=JQjT1oWieJ1qqoS5Ik1fQEgUgOeYd57lsOqT%2F9eGmOY%3D


Ironically, on the previous Thursday, I was talking about this very issue, with a local
librarian, expressing my fears that the trans-community was being forced back, into the closet. Which we have fought so hard, to escape from, over the past several decades. Now, through draconian legislation, the religious and social conservatives are rolling back the clock, to a time, when our hard fought rights didn’t exist, where it was acceptable for gay and trans bashing.

Another Poke To The Bear (April 13, 2019)



President Trump
Your actions and words
Are a constant reminder
Why I can't stay silent
As a transgender Canadian.

Knowing
Right now
A steady stream of tears
Flow down my face.

Reading your latest salvo
Against my American cousins
Serving in the military(1).

Men and women
Who willingly
Place their lives
In jeopardy.

Unlike
You did
During the Vietnam War
Getting a medical exemption.

Just remember
We do vote
And will speak out
For our democratic rights.

In preventing 
Another generation
From experiencing 
The hate and ignorance
Like we have.

Wish
I could say
This is your final warning
But I know better.

As you hide
Behind pseudo science
Backing your claim
Against the trans-community
Enlisting.

A ban
Your military commanders
Have outright rejected.

To my American cousins
I don't envy you
And the harsh decision
Forced upon you.

A ban
Your military commanders
Have outright rejected.

To my American cousins
I don't envy you
And the harsh decision
Forced upon you.

Stay on
But move back
Into the closet.

Or leave the military
And be true
To yourself.

Either way
You lose.

Therisa © 2019  

Author's note:

Saturday, 6 April 2019

3093: Why The Poetic Ink Flows (April 1, 2019)



From my words
Does darkness bleed
Before you.

Of sorrows
Humanity has casted
Against itself.

Where being yourself
Is a dangerous thing
Signing a contract hit
Upon oneself.

Where ignorance fueled hate
Has long reign supreme
In treating minorities.

Regardless
Visible or not.

Being transgender
Can feel the rope
Tighten against my neck
Digging in.

Strange fruit hanging
From the roadside
On nearby trees
Gently swaying
In the nighttime breeze.

To many people
Just another lynching
One f--king less tranny
Who cares.

I do.

As tears flow
Remembering those times
The bullying/abuse
Forced to endure
Over the years.

Hoping beyond hope
All future generations
Can be spared
This wasted negative energy
I've lived through.

Writing this
A little corner
Of my brighted soul
Is exposed and unlocked
To the healing
So badly needed.

Therisa © 2019

Author's note: On March 31, 2019, the 11th International Transgender Day of Visibility was
observed. My poetry is, one way that I share with others, the pain and suffering,
transgender people have endured and are overcoming. Especially, given my
experiences are, of the extreme end of the spectrum for bullying and abuse. Not all
transitions are gentle and peaceful, for those, involved.

Not sure, I'll be sharing, with a group, as right now, I'm feeling emotionally drained, so many
levels. Ironically, the sun is shining brightly, outside my apartment window. Go figure.

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