He Hated Her
When he was born,
the doctor said
the baby was a girl
And as he grew up,
the tomboys schoolyard teased,
she could really take a punch
Then when he reached adolescent age,
the hormonal rage of estrogen
really started kicking in
He got so much testosterone frustration,
because of this periodic ovulation
And in his daily anger,
he accused God
Said it just wasn’t mascara fair
He bemoaned the long hair on his head,
cried how he wasn’t given enough muscle instead
Oh, and the wretched bleeding inside ...
that cursed 3-to-7 every 30 scarlet tide
He hated her so much,
yes he did
Her body he didn’t love ...
no, not one little touch
at all
His wish was to canvas dance
with his knuckles
Fist paint some red drips
on some weak feminine others
His kill switch life mission,
was to scrape together enough money
for the surgical change
Split emotional competition —
gender bender moods ain’t acne funny
Nobody felt her XY pain
The head doctors never understood,
he’d die
for the physiological change
Always pregnant with anger,
he tear vowed in his masculine heart ...
Nobody’s gonna double dare ask
YY
he changed his name
Because he hated her so much,
yes he did
Her body he didn’t love ...
no, not one wrist scar touch
at all
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2018
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