Maybe – A Poem for Transgender Day of Remembrance

In fifty years on transgender day of remembrance,
Maybe,
The American flag on the white house roof
Will be flown at half mast to honour all of us who have been lost
And the first theydy will lead us in the lighting of the candles.
Maybe.

In fifty years on transgender day of remembrance
Maybe they’ll call for us at the airport
To take the first seats on our planes.
The churches and mosques and temples will open up their doors
And sing for us,
So that our bodies and souls can both go soaring into glory.

In fifty years on transgender day of remembrance,
Maybe,
Little boys and girls and children
Will sit down to an English lesson on the three common pronouns: he, she, and singular they,
Not because it is transgender day of remembrance
But because the English curriculum has been updated,
Just like the science curriculum has been updated,
Just like the history curriculum has been updated,
To reflect the world as it really is –
Not to reflect the way a dwindling minority of hate would like it to be.
Maybe.

In fifty years on transgender day of remembrance,
We will not be gathered in small circles
In the cold with our stuttering candles,
Holding hands with strangers because our families have abandoned us.
In fifty years the whole nation will join hands with us
Saying: “We are all a family now,
And we love any body who is part of it,
And we honour those who have died and grieved and bled to make this so.”

And then maybe,
In fifty-one years
On transgender day of remembrance,
Maybe we won’t need to have a transgender day of remembrance
At all.

Maybe.

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