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Thursday, 26 July 2018

Nerves of Steel OR Gay in Karachi

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The most important Human Rights award in Italy was awarded in December 2017 to a gay Muslim activist who was originally from Pakistan. The Italian Coalition for Freedom (CILD) chose Wajahat Abbas Kazmi as ‘Young Activist of the Year’


Wajahat Abbas Kazmi with notification of his award. 
(photo from the Internet)


Some years ago, I spent a very enjoyable evening in a gay bar where I met two guys from Karachi. I was pleasantly surprised as the only Pakistanis I had encountered previously were aggressive homophobes. Recently, I met up with them again while they were visiting the UK. It seems the tide is (very) slowly turning in Pakistan where there are more gay activists campaigning for acceptance and equality within the wider community than even just a few years ago. It is heartwarming news although always disquieting to discover that some parts of the world continue to disrespect Human Rights and get real about life in the 21st Century. 


NERVES OF STEEL or GAY IN KARACHI

Nerves of steel, here, in Karachi
where life may take a cruel turn any day
such as we, savaged for our sexuality

Born a good person, and born free,
yet living a lie (since truth denied its say)
nerves of steel, here, in Karachi

Absurd, that any 21st century city
should count among its taboos being gay,
such as we, savaged for our sexuality

Family, neighbours, look up to me,
yet mind-body-spirit as vulnerable as clay,
nerves of steel, here, in Karachi

Victims of a contemporary society
where majority bigots (even as they pray)
such as we, savaged for our sexuality

No regard for a common humanity
(of socio-cultural-religious icons an array);
nerves of steel, here, in Karachi,
such as we, savaged for our sexuality

Copyright R. N. Taber 2018




Monday, 5 March 2012

Born Gay, Born Free

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/R._N._Taber

An Indian student once commented on this poem that first appeared on the blog in 2009. He printed it out to show some gay friends back home in India. He told me, ‘Gay men in the West are so lucky that you can be openly gay without being subjected to abuse. In my country, a person’s sexuality may be the worst kept secret, but a secret it has to remain.’

Oh, we may not always feel as free as we would like here in the West as everyone’s behaviour and movements are more and more closely monitored and/or targeted; by increasingly technological  means, and no less questionable for that. 

But, yes, we should never take what freedom we have for granted. Nor should we forget it is our birthright, not some almighty favour dished out to us (or repressed, as the case may be) by this society or that.  

This poem is a villanelle.

BORN GAY, BORN FREE

Born gay, born free,
it will see me through,
a bold spirit in me

Taking love’s journey
as it would have us do,
born gay, born free

No time for secrecy
preferring out and true,
a bold spirit in me

Making sure bigots see
a right to points of view
born gay, born free

Theirs is the tragedy,
who refuse credence to
a bold spirit in me

Investing in humanity
where equality overdue;
born gay, born free,
a bold spirit in me

Copyright R. N. Taber 2008