Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul This world robbed me. Somebody else was in control. ∇ It took a lifetime for me to figure out this trouble. To unravel a mystery, I was lied to and taught this damn myth. When you lied to me as a little boy, somebody stepped inside my soul… Continue reading Poem: Somebody Stepped Inside My Soul
I was never in the wrong body How dare this world try to tell others they are in the wrong body too. It makes me angry. It makes me sad. I almost believed your lies. For a lifetime you tried to fix me! . I was born in the right body. Don't try to convince… Continue reading Poem: I was never in the wrong body. (With 6 Intersex flags from around the world.)
I am a Gender/Intersex Activist. I entered this world to help you change things. and yet I am excluded, talked badly about, and hurt by your lies. When the Colors of this Rainbow fight, it hurts this world, not just me. I am a Gender/Intersex Activist. I was hurt by this world like you were,… Continue reading When the Colors of this Rainbow Fight
The power of changing one's gender is sad, surreal and even amazing. Suddenly some of my friends no longer wanted to relate to me, talk to me, or even acknowledge that I was in their life anymore. All, simply because I now appear more male. This poem is to all those who vanished from my life… Continue reading Poem: Where did you all go? Was it all because of a penis?
I want a better world. But this world is so wicked. Few can stand by me with the same wish. They break. They run. They hide. I want a better world! I climb this mountain alone! They say if I get to the top I can be heard. But those who are in fear, bring… Continue reading I want a better world, so I climb this mountain alone.
They said we need to take a second look They said he needs to be fixed She had no voice ***** They said you now have a beautiful boy They misplaced the words that would open our eyes She had no voice ***** They washed their hands clean and sent us on our way The… Continue reading An Anonymous Poem, From a Parent of an Intersex Child: She Had No Voice
Parts are parts! If it belongs to a girl, it's a girl part. If it belongs to a boy, it's a boy part. A penis is not just a boy part If it belongs to a girl it should not break your heart. A penis can be a girl part and Venus and Mars… Continue reading Poem: Parts are Parts, and Venus and Mars can get over it.
I HIDE MY RAGE! As an Activist, I am on the front lines of a war. I won't walk away, or escape through that door. It is in front of me day in and day out and I do it without pay. * I see the pain, I talk to the people who are hurting… Continue reading Poem: I hide my rage!
I wrote this poem to help explain who I truly am and to invite clarity for the many who seem confused when they describe me incorrectly using words that stuff me into stereotypical boxes: I am not the bearded woman But thank you For letting me know I am beautiful >< I am not… Continue reading Poem: I am not….. I am…..
I Will Sing My Song How could you see my angel wings, you were blind, you could not sing. I was locked in a Cage. How could you see that I was special, they had lied to you, they told you I was all wrong and you believed them. You locked me up, and let… Continue reading Poem: I Will Sing My Song
Rev. Anunnaki Ray Marquez, M.Div. 