In rural Georgia
lived a loving
Man known as Robert
Eads.
People with a heart
as big as his
Are more of what
this world needs.
Life has in store
for us
A future we can
never foretell.
As loving and kind
as a person is,
That doesn't mean
that all will go well.
In 1996, Robert
Found out he had
ovarian cancer.
Ovarian? How could
that be? you ask.
He was
transgender--a simple answer.
Experiencing
abdominal pain,
Robert knew he
needed assistance.
But because of his
gender identity,
The sick man met
with careless resistance.
As Robert grew
sicker and sought treatment,
More than a dozen
doctors would meet him.
But fearing he'd
make their practice look bad,
Those same doctors
refused to treat him!
Shirking their
responsibility,
Those doctors sealed
Robert's fate.
By the time he found
one who would help him,
The cancer had
spread; it was too late.
A year of aggressive
medical treatment,
Gave him time with
those he'd befriended,
And time with
family, until the day
In '99, when his
life ended.
Robert had never
understood
How people could be
so cruel, and yet
He bore no hatred
and took each day
As it came without
blame or regret.
How he had loved his
girlfriend, Lola--
A transgender woman
and love of his life!
If he were still
alive today,
I'm sure that they'd
be husband and wife.
In Robert's memory, a pine tree was
planted.
His ashes were
scattered at the base of the tree.
How often in life
people must struggle
To be the person
that they must be!
(7-17-16) By Bob B
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