Untitled (March 27, 2012)

Reacting to the expulsion and later acceptance of a (Post-op) Transsexual, from the 2012 Miss Canada Pagent.

Cold

So cold

Is the feeling

Which grips

My soul.

As

My soul is

Flooded

Once more

With tears

Of hopelessness.

As

The barriers are

Slammed down

Upon my community.

Of

Having to refight

This battle

Repetitively.

In

The creation of

An artificial divide

Where none

Should exist.

Between

Those born

Comfortable

In their own skin

And those

Not.

Why

Does this need

Still exist?

Have

We not

Moved beyond

Our primitive fear?

By

Embracing all

Who lay claim to

Any particular gender

Whether or not

They were born

As such.

Sadly

I guess

My judgment

Is wrong.

In

Thinking

And believing

Society has crawled out

Of the dark ages.