Human Rights Violations, Poems, Prejudice, Relationships

Poem: I am a cliff climber

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No words need to be said.

Yes, it is utterly and horrifically overwhelming at times

I rarely get a break

And once again

Over and over again

Shoved off the cliff

I am a cliff climber 

After fifty years I am damn good at it too

At least now I know

I am not alone

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No words need to be said

 

Mx. Anunnaki Ray
November 27, 2017

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I found this picture (above). Photograph Credits: Gordon Wiltsie/National Geographic/Caters News.  It was the best in describing how I feel today.
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Poems

Poem: My Rocketship

 

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My Rocketship

I have been Erased, Disgraced, Questioned and Squashed
I have been Bullied, Beaten, Raped and Defeated
Even those who loved me have hurt me
Teased, Exploited, and Poisoned
This world treated me in such a way where I don’t even feel I am from your planet
Its authorities trying to prove me wrong
I used to sing your song
No more.
I have risen from the ashes
Born again
I take off in my Rocketship
to
show the
world!

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By Mx. Anunnaki Ray
October 30, 2017

 

Dedicated to Conchita Wurst – Rise like a Phoenix (Lyric Video).

Conchita Wurst – “Be the best version of yourself rather than a bad copy of someone else!”

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Poems

My Poem: I am the Storm

 

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I am the Storm.

The Unforgivable.

I put this world on its head now.

When I decided to no longer remain silent, my blood family turned me into the living dead.

As Hurricane Irma approaches I realized once more that life can be short.

When I appeared a woman to this world, so sick in my hospital bed, it was no different then.  I was dying I was alone then too.

My very being mortified you back then like it does now!

My only crime being born different.

I am the Storm.

The Unforgivable.

I put this world on its head now.

I embarrass you don’t I?

There is no concern because I am the living dead to you. 

And yet here I am writing this about you!   

I am your brother you refuse to meet.

Why do I even allow you to rent space in my mind? 

I wonder what Karma is like for such ass holes.

I am the storm

because I prove your lies are lies!

 

By Mx. Anunnaki Ray

September 9th, 2017

Note: Hurrican Irma will be hitting my area, here in Florida, September 9th, 2017.  To the best of our ability, my family hopes to be safe.  Remember, together we change this world. Together we are the storm. 

Poems I Have Written

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Questions and Answers, Short Messages

I am finally writing my life story.

Dear followers, 
I want to let you know that if you follow this blog, I won’t be writing as much here for the time being.  
I am finally writing my life story and it will obviously be taking up much of my time now. 
A big thank you to those who follow me.   Be patient, more to come soon!   If you would like to write me, please do so by contacted me at e-mail:  anunnakiray@outlook.com  
Sincerely,
Mx. Anunnaki Ray 

 

 

Poems

Poem: The Sun Must Set to Rise

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I know the Sun must Set to Rise.

She had to die, to vanish, to let me emerge.

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Before, the only way I could be free was when I was sleeping.

I never dreamed as a girl.  

In my dreams I was my genuine self.

I would awaken in a prison each day.

So I would sleep.

I freed myself from that prison.

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To NOW love myself, and now I am  hated.

When before I hated myself, and was loved?

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Day is not better than night

Night is not Day 

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I loved make-up
I loved doing my hair feminine
I LOVED dressing as a woman

I love my baby dolls even.

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The sun must set to rise.

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I LOVE appearing a man
I LOVE my hairy body
I LOVE my beard

I love the musky smell of my sweat.

I Love my sword.

I love the blue as much as I loved pink.

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There is no dysphoria

Day is not night 

Night will never be day

Both are very good! 

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To NOW love myself, and know I am now hated.

When before I hated myself, and was loved

Oh the irony of that one!

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By Anunnaki Ray 

January 19th, 2017 


Dedicated to COLD PLAY -Paradise 

Cold Play – Paradise 

Lyrics
When she was just a girl she expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of
Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise
Every time she closed her eyes

When she was just a girl she expected the world
But it flew away from her reach and the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly every tear a waterfall
In the night the stormy night she’ll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she’d fly

And dream of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

She’d dream of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
And so lying underneath those stormy skies
She’d say, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I know the sun must set to rise”

This could be para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

This could be para-para-paradise
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

This could be para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

This could be para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh, oh

This could be para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise

This could be para-para-paradise
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Written by William Champion, Christopher Anthony John Martin, Jonathan Mark Buckland, Brian Eno, Guy Rupert Berryman • Copyright © Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, The Royalty Network Inc.

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