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Two genders

when we were toddlers, we played in the sandbox
and hide and seek, we didn't think about whose
gender we were
a few years later, the girls refused to play with
us boys, we were too active climbing walls
and they went back, playing with dolls, I presume
doing needleworks 
A few years later, we realized they were girls
they strutted down the street arm-in-arm
haughty as one gets 
Near them were silent, blushed like the girls
knew what we were thinking
When one of the boys confessed he had kissed 
a girl we were impressed by his daring
But "small kettles have ears." I had overheard 
the adults, talking about two seamstresses 
living together, giggling about who was the man
I didn't know, at the time, what they were 
talking about
People, nature had made different were called
funny people, no one cared that if they were 
not men were called perverts, condemned
 they had to move somewhere no one knew them 
 a difficult life
I'm glad to say we are more at ease with men
liking men
The thing is, there are only two genders, regardless
of tendencies, nature had made them
It is about biology; there are no third genders
when I hear children are given puberty bloggers also
 surgery in some instances is performed, my blood boils with anger
you see, if an unfortunate boy has surgery, he is
biologically masculine, people who do this to 
other people should be prosecuted and jailed
PS
I have deliberately avoided words like 
and , as they didn't exist in my working class
childhood

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