The Day That No One Wanted

[Sally]

The Day That No One Wanted

It is only a day on the calendar that repeats each year

With no particular meaning to most who do not live here

A day that has a meaning that comes with such a terrible price

Used to call attention to our perils and show the world's vice

A day of remembrance for those who dared to live beyond society

Living as themselves from the hiding and disguises finally free

Killed for the simple crime of no longer hiding in the shadows

Daring to open the curtains in full view to all in the windows

Showing us all the cruelty that humans can still inflict

On anyone who appears to be different or is called sick

By those narrow minded individuals who cannot accept that we are here

Limited by imaginations seeing in two dimensions and knowing only fear

Lack of understanding leads to fear which leads to hate

Another dish of sorrow served upon that too full plate

Carried by all who have become society's outcasts

Maligned and misunderstood in most news broadcasts

Our situation seems to be improving but all too slowly for some

All losing something in our quest for ourselves for some a home

A family or our friends but some suffer the greatest loss of all

The loss of life at the hands of another without a reason at all

I have one hope for this terrible remembrance day

Just that no names will be added this year I pray

For society to evolve beyond its barbaric past

To awaken from its compassionless sleep at last

To see that there are people, good people who are different

But not dangerous, evil or subversive so much time misspent

Time where you and I could have lived to our full potential

They have wasted an almost limitless pool of talent so able

I pray for the souls of those lost and for all the ones that are left behind

I pray for those who did these acts to realize what they have done and find

That it was all in vain for there was never a threat

And this world will still find peace maybe not yet

But soon, too late for myself as I am already old and lived my life in hiding

For the young of this generation and the ones to come to live without aching

To never know the loss the pain or the fear

So pray that this will be a much better year

Free from violence by others and from harming ourselves

Each has the power to end this cycle within themselves

Yet for this to work it must be exercised by all

Will you be strong and able to answer that call

To accept, forgive and love even those who have hurt you in the past

If we can all answer yes then the time has come and we awake at last

To take our rightful place in the mainstream of society

Finally living as ourselves no hiding just living free

For this is how it was always meant to be

You can be you and now I can at last be me

Living in a world of hope openness and safety

Just another person in our diversified society

Love ya,

Sally

[Guest Donna Jean]

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Wow, Sally....that hit me hard.....

Oh how true...the day that we never wanted....

I wish that this were a love poem instead....

Donna Jean

[Guest sarah f]

Oh how I dream of a day when we can go out and not be afraid. Too many have died because society is too slow to recognize that we are just as normal as the person standing next to you. Someday maybe we can finally live free of pain and anguish that others bring our way.

A lovely post Sally. I just wish everyone could read it not only the members and guests here.

[Carolyn Marie]

That's a lovely, sad and poignant poem, Sally. Thank you.

Like Dee Jay said, there will come a day when your poem, and the day it honors, will be a thing

of the past, a memory.

Carolyn Marie

[Guest Elizabeth K]

How angry the world gets - why are we so hated? Do we who are born trans, mock and murder? Do we molest or beat others?

We just try to live as we are supposed to live.

A day no one wants - when we mourn our murdered sisters and brothers... shameful, cruel world! Hear our lament!

Nicely done Sally.

Lizzy

[Guest therisa]

Not only those, whom were killed by other, but also those, who have taken their own lives, because the pressure became too great for them to handle, in a safe and constructive way. I, almost became one of those stats, and none would be the wiser, because I was living, in denial, whom I am, for too many years. Thank you, Sallly.

therisa

[Guest miss kindheart]

Dear Sally,

<<<< hug >>>>

I love your poem

The older i get the more i realize i am getting closer to my end

I want every day, even the sad , bad ones.

"To accept, forgive and love even those who have hurt you in the past

If we can all answer yes then the time has come and we awake at last"

Is truly beautiful

Just like you

vanna