She Can't1 min 12.5K 1 min 12.5K
I write a Poetry of her
When I first met her,
She tried to show happiness
Still her happiness was in an era darkness.
She tries to be best Sister in the world
She can't do this anymore,
Being her is being a man
She must mean to be man.
She can't be a good Sister
Still she can be a better brother,
Her Family wants to make her a Girl
Otherwise she can't glow as a Pearl.
It's not any horrible horror
She is a transgender, nothing else.
We can call her she
She still, a lovely feminine he.
She doesn't need to fit our criteria
Of a bloody idea of masculinity,
She doesn't need to be what be think
She may have been assigned wrong.
She likes to be a bit pretty
She actually lines her eyes,
And she grows out her hair
But she doesn't mean to be a Girl.
She is not any Sinner
She doesn't believe,
How a father could hate his daughter
For the mistake that she doesn't utter.
I am in dark dilemma
Is this world made by God?
There is no idea about the world made by God
But I know the world that had made God.