Existential Threat, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB/META and @brianrrs37 on Twitter/X)

How convenient as such
That your God above
Loaths so very much

The same people you do
You’ve read the scriptures
Through and through

And you’ve given into
The flames of hate and fear
And someone close and near

That you never knew
Was different than you
And those around you

Your party heads
And the holy guy
In black threads

And white collar
You listen to him holler
That you are holier

That you are superior
That I am inferior
Evil and worthy of scorn

Because I was born
With genitalia
That doesn’t match my brain

It drives you insane
That I like to wear skirts
And lacy blouse shirts

And pantyhose
And everything that goes
With being a woman

And it is some emergency
You feel some urgency
To vilify and scapegoat me

Merely because
I want to be happy.

You want to
Give me the boot
You think I recruit

Like I am in a cult
Like I have magic powers
To make others trans

Those are hardly my plans
But your hate filled fans
Don’t want me to exist

You scream through the halls
Echoing off the walls
Of your echo chamber

You clamor for attention
Call me an aberration
Undue consternation

I am a violation
To you

The hate you eat
Of your bigoted plate
Will meet the same fate

Of those in the past who
Scapegoated blacks
Held them as slaves

Killed off Native Americans
The original braves
And the Chinese

Who built our railways
Millions ride on today
Targeted lesbian and gay

Yes, love my lipstick
I love my makeup
I love my floral dress

I am not the mess
You are,
You’ve been poisoned

By lies and unreasoned
People in power
Who really want

Power over you too.
You fail to heed
The warnings of

Martin Niemoller
Getting rid of me
Is the dark side of history

It will not improve your life
To gut me with the knife
Of using law to oppress

Why are you obsessed
Over my genitals
And my dress ?

Is it that you cant
You cant be happy
Unless you knock others down?

I could die today
And we will still exist
We will thrive and persist

And you will not win
Hate never wins.
(end)

This poem is to my older sister who sent me a hate filled anti trans Facebook short.

I started my transition from male to female 6 months ago. My new name is Jackie (named after a character “Jackie Rush” from the sitcom “Too Close For Comfort”). I am still keeping “Brian James Rational Poet” as my byline because changing the name on 30 years of poetry would be impractical and time consuming.