Poems about gender

You are my brother Not by blood, marriage, sex, or gender But by love and unfortunate anguish
  They have always asked us a question Judged us like a book cover And they expect us to answer  
I concur. If it's against my religion, it should be illegal. And while we're passing laws,
Where could I get sympathy? For my nationality? For my Race? My Hair color? Eye Color? My religion?
America. Land of the free.
The country rolls on to its Republic Day, Its youth feels the pinch, the pain, Screams, cries, shouts and the anger,
Who am I with no filter. with no color. with no sex  gender, or orientaion. with no reglious affiliantions. with no makeup.
When I'm looked at and  My breasts are considered to matter and The length of my hair seems to be a factor and
"When will my reflection show who I am inside?" The words spoken by Mulan, my favorite princess Words of wisdom
When a girl's parents treat her boyfriend wrongthey're told off and corrected, and the problem is gone.

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