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Tuesday the 5th of September, 2006

Tribute to 9/11

The flames are out, the debris is cleared…
From that day that we all feared…
To remember those who died that day…
We showed our American pride in many ways…
We hung out the flags and made donations…
To show our pride for our nation…
American slogans written on cars…
Sympathy came from near and far…
Volunteered our time to those we’d never met…
Hoping to aid in the worry and fret…
We lit candles with neighbors and friends…
Showing our pride just wouldn’t end…
Red, White, and Blue was seen everywhere…
Where have they gone, it just isn’t fair…
Is it that people just no longer care…
Are they no longer saying those prayers…
Are all of the flags stuck under the bed…
Did they forget about all who are dead…
American husbands, daughters, and sons are still fighting…
So why are the candles no longer lighting…
Flags went out of stock in every store…
Now they’re no longer hanging by each door…
The war is not over, their still fighting for us…
So few show the colors, is it too much too much of a fuss…
So if you’re one who has put your flag away…
Remember our soldiers are still fighting each day…
So take out the Red, White, and Blue and fly it high… For the soldiers at war that still may die…
Our patriotism should have only just begun…
Do not forget who they are and what they’ve done…
September 11 will stay in our hearts forever, and so should our pride…
AMERICANS RAISE THOSE FLAGS HIGH

Posted by rtkenmore at 03:01 AM on the 5th of September, 2006.
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Wednesday the 2nd of August, 2006

I am…

I am the boy who never finished high school because I got called, “Fag”, everyday

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the man whose murderer walked away scott free because he said that he “panicked” after he willingly had sex with me.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am man.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up too afraid to show any affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I do not believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I am a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp, and left to die because two straight men wanted to “teach me a lesson”.

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:24 PM on the 2nd of August, 2006.
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Tuesday the 25th of July, 2006

cages or wings

open up your eyes
to a new world
start a new life
break free from the past
forget all the strife
and know that it won’t last

only in your minds eye
can you begin to see
step up from the stages
you’ve been living in
away from the cages
and everywhere you’ve been

cages or wings
which do you prefer
ask the bird

only in your minds eye
can you begin to see
take a leap flying
you can conceive
on a new wing
you just simply believe

cages or wings
which do you prefer
ask the bird

Posted by rtkenmore at 12:22 AM on the 25th of July, 2006.
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Monday the 17th of July, 2006

the white lady

a tumultuous affair began years ago
the white lady was simple
yet so very addictive
she drew me into her world
from the very first time
it was an affair i’d never experienced

i continued the affair without hesitation
the white lady took over my life
she told me what to do
she told me how to act
my friends no longer knew me
it was an affair i’d never give up on

life became a numb, mindless event
the white lady would not let me go
further into her world of destruction
i could not stop myself from going
her grip was too tight to leave
it was an affair that’d take my life

a powder like snow
the white lady

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:58 AM on the 17th of July, 2006.
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Monday the 10th of July, 2006

sad boy

the feeling inside
of this sad boy
the act he puts on
the constant show
he’s forgotten the truth
for his world of deceiving

he’s just this sad boy
doing sad things
living his sad world
his escape are the powders
the whiteness of show
and the bourbon that burns

no one knows him
although everyone sees him
he’s on every street corner
in everyone’s view
just a sad boy
doing sad things

Posted by rtkenmore at 09:33 PM on the 10th of July, 2006.
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Thursday the 1st of June, 2006

demons

you don’t believe me
i tell you
it’s not your fault
it’s nothing you did
and nothing you said
i have my demons
the voices in my head

the tortures i bear
should come to no man

i try to put the voices away
but i can’t ignore them
they’ve become too loud
too demanding
too overwhelming
simply too much…

i can’t see the future
for the past
they won’t let me forget
i relive yesterday as today
tomorrow is just a cloud

Posted by rtkenmore at 01:00 AM on the 1st of June, 2006.
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Saturday the 28th of January, 2006

Christa, This One’s for You and the Challenger Crew

The day the world stopped awhile, we all can remember when.
A special part of us had died, when seven had met their end.

God took seven souls from Earth and gave them a home above.
He took away their fear and pain, and gave them His undying love.

Angel wings he placed on each, as they walked through the Pearly Gates.
He’ll keep them in His home above, until that final date.

Seven souls He took from us, and seven souls He blessed.
Seven souls are in His love, and seven souls do rest.

Seven seems to hold the key as told by Holy men.
A righteous man falls seven times, he rises up again.

Seven priests with seven trumpets marched around the town.
The seventh time on the seventh day, the walls came tumbling down.

A seventh day and a seventh year, seventy times seven.
Seven seals and seven churches, and seven angels from heaven.

Seven plagues, seven stars, and seven candlesticks.
God rested on the seventh day, and created the world in six.

Seven may mean complete and whole, as written in the Book.
But seven means much more to some, when in their hearts they look.

America’s Heroes they’ve come to be. The first teacher up in space.
Your hopes, your dreams, your aspiration. That smile upon your face.

Flowers will bloom upon the Earth, and flowers will fade away.
But seven souls went up to god, the world still recalls that day.

A special prayer I say to God, in all the things You do.
Please keep them safe in your arms, Christa and the Challenger Crew.

In loving memory of Christa and the Challenger Crew.
May we all, as teachers, live by her motto:
“I touch the future, I teach.”

Posted by rtkenmore at 05:53 PM on the 28th of January, 2006.
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Friday the 20th of January, 2006

Dear Gay Man….

Dear Gay Man,

Life is too short to live without being Happy.

I was taught a valuable lesson long ago, if you’re not happy with yourself, only a fool would try to change you, I’m nobody’s fool.

Most people never look beyond the surface to see what lies underneath, and for those I offer pity because they will never know what true love they may have passed up along the way searching for the next, the next and the next. Thru their path along a rocky road they learn no lesson but rather continue with the same repeated pattern of frustration, and self destruction.

It’s a very superficial world in which we live, full of advertisements telling us what we need, what we need to look like, and how “cute and sexy” the one standing beside us needs to be. Do they tell you what you’re suppose to do when you need someone to hold your hand, when you have to face another lonely evening looking at your monitor instead of into someone’s eyes, do they tell you how you’re suppose to cope when the current person in you life moves along because he found something better, even though the only attraction you had to him was because he was cute. How long are you going to go thru life treating people so bad because something about them doesn’t meet up to the standards of an X-boyfriend that hurt you. Think who lied to you, who used you, and who loved you without conditions. But you chose to lie to him that loved you, and treated him with disrespect because others have questioned “why” he’s a part of your life, and you answered it to yourself, because he’s honest and treats me with respect, but you still made the choice to live life with their shallow superficial standards instead of those in your heart. How about that wonderful meal you cooked, guess what, tomorrow you’re eating leftovers because there is no one to share it with.

Then there are holidays with the family, another year goes by you go alone. They’re really wondering why you don’t have someone with you, are you that hard to live with? And if you think your family doesn’t know you’re gay, ask around, you haven’t dated a girl since high school, your shirts are always ironed, and you have the best looking nails at the table, not to mention you brought the best looking dessert. H E L L O, they know, but respect your privacy until you’re ready to confirm.

And if you want to go there on religion, ok where did GOD say it was wrong to love a man? A lot of others did, because they were lonely judgmental people, but does their judgment of you make it any better? Do they bring you happiness? Do they give you the love, respect, consideration, and admiration you deserve? No only the person that loves you UNCONDITIONALLY and God can do that.

So do you love yourself enough to allow for your total happiness? If you don’t maybe you just need to go shopping and buy a new outfit, at least that way the surface shoppers can say, “he’s cute” and never slow down enough to say, “He’s one hell of a man.”

Sincerely,

The one you just walked past.

PS. Every day of life should be a new adventure. If you forget to smile along the way, you passed someone by that could have benefited from it.

Posted by rtkenmore at 12:28 AM on the 20th of January, 2006.
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Thursday the 19th of January, 2006

I hate you because you are…

I hate you because you are

a white tall muslim balD poor gay male
christian blonde stutterIng retarded bruised
redhead skinny short Freckled homeless old
teenaged albino Fat weak black deaf asian
dirty buddhist lEsbian senior lisping young
female southeRn red african jewish blind ill
hindu foreign yEllow rich snob ugly big
nosed glasses short haNdicapped acne braces
dumb bad breath straighT purple hair loud
freak who is different from me.

The Matthew Shepard Foundation - embracing diversity.

Replace hate with understanding, accpetance, and compassion.

Posted by rtkenmore at 02:07 AM on the 19th of January, 2006.
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Tuesday the 17th of January, 2006

10 Reasons Gay Marriage is Wrong

1. Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.

2. Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

3. Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

4. Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn’t changed at all; women are still property, blacks still can’t marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

5. Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of Britany Spears’ 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.

6. Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn’t be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren’t full yet, and the world needs more children.

7. Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.

8. Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That’s why we have only one religion in America.

9. Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That’s why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10. Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven’t adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

Posted by rtkenmore at 04:08 AM on the 17th of January, 2006.
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