Fleshing the Boundaries

Who are you in the flesh?Were you always masculine or feminine Or were you just too extreme for the box? You always dressed yourself as Queen, exulting energy that was as tender as a buttoned-up jacket The boundaries forced myself to protect from evil Evil so demented that it tormented the spirit for hours to come I never understood the pain you felt, nor the aches your body was displaying You closed yourself off in the box that was the pandora springs Wondering if your love will ever be satisfied to the fullest But you broke through the dark to reveal the light of humanity parse through the words and ignorance my beauty Love your graceful gesture always For the young kids are waiting for nurturance of the heart   


This poem is about: 
My family
My community


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