Poems about gender
(poems go Fear of the unknown sparks the uneasiness in man
I concur. If it's against my religion, it should be illegal. And while we're passing laws,
"Just hanging out with a friend, Honey” he said, with his back turned to us as he spoke lovingly to his wife
Our poor forsaken generation Focus...focus....focus Man if I don't blow this it's like I can't focus
And suddenly it hits me like a punch in the gut that I can BE all these beautiful things I read:
Where could I get sympathy? For my nationality? For my Race? My Hair color? Eye Color? My religion?
America. Land of the free.
I was judged before I even came out my mother's womb I was counted out and scorned despite my inner beauty
The country rolls on to its Republic Day, Its youth feels the pinch, the pain, Screams, cries, shouts and the anger,
Well, it seems we have a bit of a problem We've stuck ourselves in the exact same situation