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In the event of my murder

Dump my body on the steps of Capitol Hill They know what they did Know that I didn’t go silently Know that I was biting, scratching, fighting the whole way down Seek justice, not vengeance Vengeance is only for my soul to reap Do not give them any peace Rest should not come to them, for it will not come to me If it was one, pay them some heed, it takes a great effort to break me If it was many, shame them forever Only cowards and fools need a mob to succeed Take time to mourn, There is great power in feeling Then rise up, up, And fight like hell for the living
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Written by
CaseyAF
23 / M / Wisconsin
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Written by
CaseyAF
23 / M / Wisconsin
Published
Nov 16, 2024
Lines·Words
19·115
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In honor of trans awareness week and Trans Remembrance Day. This is probably the fastest a poem has ever come to me tbh, I sat down and wrote and all the words were there. I think a lot about my transcestors. About how proud, yet how frustrated they’d be. I know things look bleak now. Remember that our joy is resistance.

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#pride#transpride#trans#remembrance
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