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Lesbian Visibility

LESBIAN VISIBILITY

This is a poem for all the Lesbians
In Chechnya, Nigeria, Libya, Burma.
Who become invisible to save their lives,
Or, are considered not worth reporting.

This is a poem for the brave Lesbians
Who stand up. Stand out. Are out.
Who will not remain hidden,
Wherever in the world they may be.

This is a poem for all those Women,
Who dare to love another woman.
Who open up their bodies and minds,
To the transformational power of love.

This is a poem for those of us,
Who are proud to call themselves Lesbian
Who reach out and nurture others
Who hold the whole world in their hands.

Chechnya’s Choice

 

Law abiding, responsible men and women.
People from our LGBT Community.
Beaten, caged, raped and tortured,
In a Hurricane of Homophobic Hate.

Chechnya has abdicated rationality,
Relinquished reason and justice.
Succumbed to brutality and hatred.
The Cull, has begun.

Fathers, brothers, uncles snatched
From the bosom of their families.
Mother’s, sister’s hands wrenched
From rocking Russia’s cradle.

Chechnya has made its choice
To punish homosexual Love.
To purge its streets of dignity and respect,
Let ignorance & fear rule its heart.

Let us now raise our voices,
Lift up our global communities’ heart.
Ours is the enduring voice of love
It can not. Must not be silenced.

Excuse Me Mr Putin

EXCUSE ME MR PUTIN

You can’t take the Gay out of Games, Mr Putin,
There are too many of us about.
The ones in your team will be winning you medals
Rather than struggling to come out.

You can’t keep us out of Russia,
You see, we’re a part of real life.
For we are your son and daughter,
Comrade, husband and wife.

It’s our hands that rock the cradle.
It’s our cash that keeps Russia afloat.
So you better wise up to Pink Politics,
Or you might find you lose our vote.

Your Games will be flooded with queer athletes,
The world will be sending its best.
Your audience will be filled with homosexuals,
Cheering along with the rest.

The world is watching Mr Putin,
And it’s filled with homosexuals like me.
So change your policy, up your game
Or an international laughing stock be.

Yes. A Woman.

I am a woman of air and water.

Propelled by hidden forces,

Recklessly optimistic.

 

I am a woman who watches

The steady ebb and flow of the tide,

Feels the world turn

 

I am a woman who counts.

Who understands facts and figures,

And is…counting.

 

I am the kind of woman,

Who wears red lipstick! I warn you,

I can be trouble.

 

I am a woman who keeps

An emery board in a beside drawer

I’m dangerous

 

I’m a woman who understands

The consequences of kisses, yet still

Ignores them

 

I am a woman who laughs

Whilst rising high as a kite

In Life’s Jetstream

 

I am a woman on a mission

To fight for Respect. Justice and Equality

For every woman

Queeropolis

We are the heart of this fair city

Forming its breadth and length

We sprinkle it with Fairy Dust

Empower it with our strength

 

Welcome to FUNOPOLIS

 

Every type of Us lives here

This City is great if you’re a Queer

The range and span of Woman and Man

Living, without fear

 

Welcome to DIVERSOPOLIS

 

From the bottom to the top

Kinky, winkey, romantic or not

As big as imagination.

Our lives are truly hot.

 

Welcome to SEXOPOLIS

 

So tonight, its party time

A chance to flirt and dance

Cast off the old, begin the new

Salutations to Love and Romance

 

Welcome to QUEEROPOLIS