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Corset'd Thinkin'

Contributed by kissingsolitude on Thursday, 20th March 2008 @ 05:05:52 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



We hold these truths to be self-evident,
that all men are created equal,
that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights,
that among these are
Life,
Liberty
and the pursuit of
Happiness.
Constitution

"The homosexual agenda is destroying this nation,
OK,
it's just a fact,"
"I honestly think it's the biggest threat that our nation has,
even more so than terrorism or Islam,
which I think is a big threat,"
Rep. Sally Kern

Ignorance
Hate
Cruelty
Anger
Harassment
Beaten
Murder'd
Blind
Crudeness
Antagonism
Victims
Hostility
Oppression
Violence
Spew'd
Pride
America the beautiful
We are CITIZENS
Too
Don't we deserve
RIGHTS
Too?

There was a metal chair in the middle of the room -- they put a gas flame under the chair, and made me sit on it as the metal seat got hotter and hotter. They threatened to send me to an army barracks where all the soldiers were going to rape me. There was a soft drink bottle sitting on a table -- Ali Panahi told one of the other basiji to take the bottle and shove it up my as, screaming, This will teach you not to want any more cock! I was so afraid of sitting in that metal chair as it got hotter and hotter that I confessed. Then they brought out my file, and told me that I was a famous faggot in Shiraz. They beat me up so badly that I passed out, and was thrown, unconscious, into a holding cell.

When I came to, I saw there were several dozen other gay guys in the cell with me. One of them told me that, after they had taken him in, they beat him and forced him to set up dates with people through chat rooms -- and each one of those people had been arrested, those were the other people in that cell with me.

We were eventually all taken to court, and cross-examined. The judge sentenced four of us, including me, to public flogging. The news was printed all over the newspapers that a group of homosexuals had been arrested, with our names. I got 100 lashes -- I passed out before the 100 lashes were over. When I woke up, my arms and legs were so numb that I fell over when they picked me up from the platform on which Id been lashed. They had told me that, if I screamed, they will beat me even harder -- so I was biting my arms so hard, to keep from screaming, that I left deep teeth wounds in my own arms. ...Ahmir

Death
Becomes us
Death
Becomes a nation
When
People are
Openly
Harass'd
Totur'd
'N kill'd
'N one stops it
The puppet masters
Wit the string
Bind
Gag
Chain and cuff
Try to hold down
But
They got a GIANT
On their hands
We no longer
We refuse
To
Be the whippin' boy
Held in the corner
To be hung
As decoration
We raise up
'N rainbow
After the storm
We survive!

"We're not teaching facts and knowledge any more,
folks,"
"We're teaching indoctrination,
OK,
and they are going after our young children,
as young as 2 years of age,
to try to teach them a homosexual lifestyle is an acceptable lifestyle."
"It spreads,
OK, and this stuff is deadly
and
it's spreading
and it will destroy our young people,"
"It will destroy this nation."
Rep. Sally Kern

We the people
Of the war
Of wars
Torn askew
Freedom lackin'
Stolen
From us
Burn.

Burn
The bush
Must burn
For new life
To begin.

To many dead
Floods
Of blooden'd
Tears
Sweep across us
And for what
What vendetta
Do we hold?

Cornerstones split
As we only
Band-Aid
Our wounds
And run
To save the world.

Money spills
From pockets
To fund failures
And the mothers
The homeless
Unemploy'd
And mournin'
All left to sorrow
No richer
The wiser.

8 years
Too long
Too long
Forgotten
The great nation
Crumblin'
Forgettin'
To its sick
Poor and needing
NOw
Arms outstretch'd
Lookin' for hope
Or
A glimmer of light
The burnin' bush
Upon Mose's eyes.




Copyright © kissingsolitude ... [ 2008-03-20 17:05:52]
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