“In the eyes of God, everyone is equal. The real dignity of a man lies in treating all with respect, never relegating anyone as inferior.” ~ By Poet Applying a coat of thick rouge Over the stubble on her shaven chin, She looked into the mirror Through its cracks, saw a million bits of her/him Those images sneering at each other She felt trapped in a wrong body, With its contours n' longings, mismatched "Where do I belong"? "Where do I fit"? These questions plague her incessant A rough stone with sharp edges Too hard to be chipped down Cast aside by the mason That can never go into the making of a Cathedral She walks around in haze Life seems a twisted maze Each time she tries to claw her way She sees only walls that hems her in Before her, lingers the stygian mist Phantoms of darkness surround her The winds of change swiftly blow Seasons come and go But she is tied down in her chains An anomaly of creation A curse and a taboo Swallowing stigma and abuse Each day waking up with a start Knowing that she is neither a woman nor a man But a non binary... an accursed TRANSGENDER Inviting snide looks And sneers from onlookers People call her a eunuch One divided between the selves A hapless denizen of an inhospitable world Disowned even by parents Though flawed and far from perfect She is human, one of a kind And needs to be seen through the eyes of God!
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