Pronoun
Pronoun?
A pronoun no longer describes all
How you are born doesn’t count
A misguided child, backed to the hilt
A young soul, changed on a whim
Acted upon by those paid to protect
Savagely protected by those we elect?
How come this sudden radical plague
Of designer gender’s a different shade
Those rainbow colours a swastika?
Or a cross? confirm our senses lost
Diving headlong into an abyss
With no assessment of the risk?
Confusion rains about who is what
Babies changed as they leave the cot
And who does this? A monster
From Dr Mengele’s horror show?
Genders many, controversial yet
Companies accept them scared to vet
Strange how a boy turns into a man
Questions asked. what is a woman?
Woke must awaken sometime soon
Or we are all heading for high noon.
David Cox 09/07/23
Copyright © Dave Cox | Year Posted 2023
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