Sky black• Show poetry

Right....i'm due for an update. (31/1/09)

I'm Karis, also known as Sky, Kari, Kari-Lou, Kaz, Kittenm etc....various other names, ones I'm sure you dont care about. I am 5 ft 2 and a bit (the bit counts, trust me!). I have brown/red hair, with blue eyes, I wear glasses/contact lenses (depends if I've ripped my lenses that day or not) and I'm 20 years old.

I'm currently a second year student at UClan, Preston University, living in Moor Lane, but have recently had a habit of never being home haha... studying Theatre Practice, lovin' it, Team TP.... my god, where have I been without you lot all these years? lol.

I was born in St. Albans, Hertfordshire, London, UK, moved to Saudi Arabia at the age of 3, where when I was 4 my little brother was born. Also where my Mum and Dad got divorced after 15 years of marriage.

What else would you nosy people like to know about me? hmmmmm..what to tell you?

I'm a loud, chatty, cheeky, amusing kinda gal...I have my ups and downs, I'm annoying as heck..so if you're not in the mood for someone to make bad jokes I'm NOT your girl!

I believe in great things, like happiness, good music, good roast dinners, work that touches your soul, books that make you shed a tear, friends who make you laugh no matter what and love.

I've been back in the UK for...about...11years now, and have been blessed with many friends, many who I have lost and others who I have gained. I won't name them all, that'll just bore you, and quite frankly, I can't be bothered.



HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

if you believe that homophobia is wrong, cope and paste this onto your author page

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