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My Country

by ~LadyOichi

This great country we call home,
With our shabby little houses and our lawns over grown,
Full of people with voices,
People with opinions,
Who are given wonderful choices.

We make difference choices every day,
And each of us goes a different way.
Some of us are straight,
Some of us are gay,
Some of us say America is Great.

But how can you think in such a way,
When My Country can cast me away because I am gay?
Cast me aside like a broken doll,
And not even care at all?
These tears are real,
And so is the love I feel.
Stop saying it’s wrong.
Stop saying it’s a sin.
Or I’ll say “So long.”
And you’ll never see me again.

I love her,
And I will be with her forever.
And one day I too,
Would like to say “I do”.

We have the same skin,
We breath the same air,
We even share kin,
And live without a care.

Yet on that day,
You took my dreams away.
To marry I must be straight,
According to Proposition Eight.

I am forced to flee my home,
To find somewhere to accept me.
A place I can call my own,
That won’t be so blind to see,
That I love her,
And she loves me.
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My views on Prop 8.

After a while, I decided... I wanted to get this out more. So, people, please, show this to everyone you can. I want more people to see this, to realize...

EDIT:
It seems someone used my poem on an Anti-Prop 8 shirt, WITHOUT crediting me. As much as I want this to get out, if you're going to use it on a shirt or something, credit me.
Just, please, people, credit me. It helps me know, okay? Just like... Write at the bottom in tiny letters "copyright LadyOichi on deviantArt".
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=SunsetxGerardWay Feb 13, 2009  Student Digital Artist
Great job~ You're very talented :)

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~LadyOichi Feb 13, 2009
Thank you! ^^

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=SunsetxGerardWay Feb 13, 2009  Student Digital Artist
Np :3

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~Traceys-gal Jan 1, 2009
That was a wonderful poem.

I hope someday you can and will find somewhere to get legally married to the woman you love.

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~LadyOichi Jan 1, 2009
Thank you.^^

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~HaltenFortis Dec 21, 2008
“Live and let live” Anytime that someone has the chance to find love in a world that has become as lost as ours has, should pursue nothing else. There are very few things that hold any importance at the end of the day so fight for what you believe in. Love is an emotional bond that has nothing to do with gender. I wish you good luck with your battle as I continue on with mine.

Regards,

Halten Fortis
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~LadyOichi Dec 21, 2008
Thank you very much for such inspirational words.

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!Peorthita Nov 26, 2008
Congrat for this poem! :nod:
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~bookfairy14 Nov 6, 2008
Know how you feel. Me and my friend Zach were outraged by it. Of course why would anyone listn to teenagers, it's "a phase, a sin, unnatural". Bleh, I'm realy dissapointed.

As for your poem, beautifully written and rhymes very well. You're an artist with a pen :heart:.

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~LadyOichi Nov 6, 2008
Thank you. ^^

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A World To Save "I can't do this anymore! I can't!"
The screams filled the heavy air of The Dark Hour as their once proud, strong and brave leader threw her evoker to the floor and grabbed her head. Her eyes, blue as the sky, were transfixed on the corpse at her feet. The corpse of the one she had spent so many days with, gotten to know. A friend, and a lover laying dead before her.
"Miahome!" Mitsuru barked, frightened for not only her life, but the lives of everyone in the world. "Snap out of it!"
"He's dead! He'sdeadhe'sdeadhe'sdead! It's my fault!" the girl sobbed, stepping back from his body. Her shoes clicked on the floor of Tartarus, echoing painfA World To Save by ~LadyOichi
Memento Mori Memento Mori, A Reminder of Death

The shadows that cast over them were more sinister than the darkest of nights, than the most sinister of evils, yet they were calmer than any midday breeze and sweeter than ice cream on a summer day. It was like someone had taken all the life out of the world, but offered a sweeter deal in return. If only that had been the true nature of this disgusting and violent darkness that enveloped them.

No more or stars dotted the sky, not hint of sunlight in the desolate, barren wasteland that took over their home. Everything was empty. Empty, cold and dead. Their only company, save for each other, were the skulls Memento Mori by ~LadyOichi
The Arcana The captain of the Arcana stood proud on the deck of her precious airship, foot up on the rail and eyes scanning the skies. Three days had gone by since the start of the Arcana's voyage with her new captain. Everything was going without a hitch, much to the delight of Captain Trinity. Nothing was allowed to go wrong, after all. And so nothing would go wrong, so long as she was in command of the ship. She was one of the few people trained specifically to pilot the Arcana. One of only ten in the world, in fact.
The captain slid her heavy boot off the railing and stood straight, walking to the bow of the ship. They thundered against the wood wiThe Arcana by ~LadyOichi
Birth of Memento Mori Birth of Memento Mori
Utopia
September Twenty-Fourth.
5:34 p.m.
Only a few weeks, maybe four or five, had gone by since Hope had saved them. Following that, she had gone off on her own after the five new mutants. Not that many people minded, by at the same time, so many of them were sure she would stay longer than she did.
All the same, it would not help what they were going through at the moment. They had one mutant down for the count, but not out of the game. Slowly, since Hope's departure, the mutant's body began failing her. Weakening her.
This posed a concern for Scott. Which was exactly why he found himself pacing his office anBirth of Memento Mori by ~LadyOichi
The Fool 0 The Fool

What could be said for the young mutant that crawled into the train car, blood seeping from her back from the fresh carvings? Who would have words for the girl who, at midnight on August twenty-fourth, managed to drag her bloody body from the confines of the church basement all the way to the train yard? No words could be spoken, no family to look for her with worry. Even the workers on the train would pay her no attention and show her no mercy, because they knew what she could do. All of Wilkes-Barre Pennsylvania knew.

Which was exactly why they were willing to leave her to die.

But Autumn Eve Trinity was a fighter. From the veThe Fool by ~LadyOichi
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