Inequity
Inequity....
I'm thinking loud.
Who spreads the clouds.
Like the courageous coward.
Guards the mighty from the crowd.
Who will fight for Boychild
Who.!?!?
The creator created a father.
Like a magnet to gather.
He was lovely but lonely
Like a glutton..
He wasn't satisfied either...
So God made a mother.
To hold a tall order.
But The more I grow older
Am seen as 'another'.
But they dont bother.
All they see is my sister.
As if am not human either.
Who will fight for me, Boychild.
When she thought lesbian.
Foundations from Africa to European.
Let's help the kin.
Lets broaden the chin.
Male and female.
A motivation I tell.
The skies could clap.
The clouds went a lap.
For they plastered the gap.
But who will fight for Boychild..
I am turning gay.
But that's smiles okay.!!!!
From arctic to Arabian.
Nobody has a say.
As my heart.
I give to a similar lad.
Obscenity of a lost brat.
Soon I die like a rat.
But nobody cares.
Cares for me being lost.
Like a Christian ghost.
Who will fight for us, Boychild.
Our top scenery.
*A third boy to two thirds girl.*
Fighting for the multitude.
Who can't fight for themselves.
All I see is denial.
I taste betrayal...
I am hungry,mum feed me.
I am tired,dad carry me.
I'm in a battle,I lack strength.
Rescue me.
Who will fight for me, Boychild.
When I'm finally gone.
Tell me I tried....
I tried to be manly.
I tried to be whole
I tried to tussle.
But I was overplayed.
I was over-comed
My senses conned
For I lack a fighter.
For I have enemies too.
I have male friends,who...
Lack like me.
In denial like me.
Although right to us.
Accused the rule of nature.
Who will fight for we, Boychild.
@mama
Soursoul
Copyright © Ondigo Kizito | Year Posted 2023
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