Hersch Rothmel
Faggot, Homo, Gay
these words cut through queer youth
like their razors through their wrists
words that cause the list of queer youth committing suicide seem like a revolving door
queer youth of color forced into a two doored slaughter house
The army or the pen
Queer youth of color being harassed, beaten, and killed
While gay marriage is the sign of equal rights for gays
I CALL BULLSHIT!
There is no equal rights for gays when gay people are given the “privilege” to enter the heteronormative social constructions of the American Dream, to believe in the American Way
There is no equal rights when the blood of gay youth floods America’s streets!
Click “Lowes, you can do it we can help”
Click “Dolly comes with everything you see here including stroller, bottle, and bib”
Click “Destroy your enemy with NERF guns”
Click “Play kitchen with real opening oven and microwave, learn to become a mommy just like you’ve always wanted”
Click
We live in a free society, one where we are independent and free to make our own choices....right
We live in a country where anyone can become anything.....don’t we?
Then every time I turn on the TV why am I flooded with heteronormative racist propaganda?
Why is my future daughter forced to work in a kitchen and take care of the baby from age 5 and up?
Why is my future sun told to fight against the evil invaders with nerf guns?
Why are my future neighbors portrayed as white people with picket fences and perfect lawns
I sit down click after click white after white, heterosexual after heterosexual, gender role after gender role.
Pounded into our heads, indoctrinated by elegantly crafted hate speech.
Rhetoric that has become so naturalized it fails to be seriously questioned
Well I will question it!
I will look for answers
I will not sit by and watch our youth be molded into perfect Americans by the “free market”
I WILL STAND UP, AND I WILL MAKE CHANGE!
Propaganda
Propaganda
Propaganda
Propaganda
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat
Repeat
The American Way
The American Way
The American Way
The American Way
Terrorist
Terrorist
Terrorist
Terrorist
Indoctrination
Indoctrination
Indoctrination
Indoctrination
Nationalism
Nationalism
Nationalism
Nationalism
“What is the meaning of life I ask myself”?
The answer to this question is right in front of you
The answer to this question is you.
What is the meaning of life?
You make your meaning
Your actions are your meaning
The part of me that lives on long after I have become the ground....
That is my meaning.
In a car with people I’ve met just hours ago
traveling the east coast like we know where we’re going
But nobody knows, not really
But who needs a destination
Beautiful asphalt and stripmalls cover our landscape
Two lanes then ten lanes where does it end
All night with no cigarets and no weed to spoil my lungs
Seems that every red light does not want to see us go
but the green light breaks its dreams
When the sun rises we’ll still be driving
But who needs the sun to drive
When we do make it, we’ll be better for it
When we make it we’ll never want to leave the car!
Girl I Never Met
There's a girl I never met
But she seems so cool to me
She isn’t like any other girl I’ve known about, but we still need to meet
I only know so little, but I feel like its been a thousand years
Since the girl I never met has been with me and I have been with her
It seems as if my worries and insecurities all just float away
When the girl I never met will be coming over, I hope to stay
This girl I never met, but have so much I want to share
Will be a constant thought on my mind this just isn’t fair
Why have I come so close to meeting this girl I never met
Why is the anticipation like a knife almost cutting at my neck
I bet it’s because she is so great that there needs to be a rise
Before the epic climax hits and I finally get to stare into her eyes
Thinking
What am I thinking of
My thoughts elude me, yet they are my thoughts are they not
The best thing about thoughts, and thinking is that you can not control them
A thought is already in your head before you have any say in weather it should be conjured
We choose to ignore many thoughts, act like they do not exist, but they do
Let your brain think, do not try and control your thoughts
Controlling thought is cutting yourself off from opportunity
Yet not enough people think
People choose not to or are trained not to think
Thinking is thought to be dangerous to many people
Thinking scares them, thinking enables us to reject the status quo
Thinking enables us to change, and to learn
Yet, we are trained to not think about these things
These things that are made to seem natural and true
Things we do not have to think about
This is a purposeful trap
Something too many of us find ourselves in
We do not even know we are not thinking what needs to be thought about
We are mentally whipped into shape
made to think about only what is good for the powers that be
For thinking is a dangerous tool, and thinking leads to action
Action leads to change, and they do not want change
Change would mean the loss of power
Which would force people to think
You think your going somewhere
yet you haven’t met anyone
time will tell if the places you’ve gone have been
places you’ve been
When I find the source of all of my stress
Ill tie it up tight and refuse to let it go
Just like I refuse to let go the hours I know I'm wasting
When I find the source of all of my stress
Ill tear it up but keep it close in order to keep on waiting
I could look at this monster as a weight,
a weight that pulls me down,
that incapacitates me to no ends
I could look at this monster in fear,
something so horrifying I choose to blind myself to its presence
I could look at this monster with disgust,
attempting to fight it with hate and violence
the same hate and violence I so long to end
I could look at this monster for eternity with my blood boiling, my anger raging, and my heart pounding
I could look at this monster....with all of these feelings, but what will that do?
Where will that take me, who will I become?
I will become some else's monster
A monster they wish to, want to, need to destroy....
The cycle continues.
