Don't know my identity,
Male or
female or something else,
Not sure
about it truly,
"But
surely not a curse."
People laugh
and clap,
On my
identity, buried;
Given an
opportunity,
All want to
play erotically.
Nothing new
or wrong with this,
God has
played with me,
Nature has
played with me,
Even my
mother has cheated on me.
My existence
is for others:
Nation,
society or humans,
Born to work
for others only,
Denied manliness
or maternity.
Abandoned by
my own parents,
Immediately
after my birth,
Fearing
castigated by society,
Starved of
breeding and sexual blessings.
Moved to
quench all the fits of hunger,
People
scorned and chuckled;
Twisting and
shrinking their faces,
Though, not
lacking in merit.
How could I
satiate my needs,
Nobody can
think of them,
Have a heart
and mind both,
Given a
chance to show my worth.
I am neither
male nor female.
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