They say am shamelessYes I am in my full grace.For them it’s their world, everything is for themFor me it’s always a shame for being what I am.When they stare at women with lust, it’s normalIf I look at a man the same way, they call it immoral.
They say am loose characterYes I am, what’s the big matter?They can have extra marital affairs uncountable in numbersBut if I have sex with random men, to them it bothers.They book cheap hotel rooms for hours and they play with body of strangersIf I perform fellatio behind bushes, they ask me questions which have no answers.
They say am cursed, am a sinnerYes I am, in all glamour.Some straight acting faggots have double life They have men as concubines and back home a wife.I don’t want to keep double standards, it’s my choiceBut they say, don’t be outspoken, lower down the voice.
They say am against God, am not piousYes I am not, I love being inauspicious.When their Gods mate and ovulate HariHara, it’s the epitome of religious beliefBut if I mate with a man being a man, I become filthy, worthless, cheap.If Gods do what I do, they are loved or maybe forgivenAs if only Gods have liberty and for me desires are forbidden.
They say am a deadly diseaseYes I am, an unwanted malaise.They try to avoid me, and they think they can prevent me oftenBut how do you prevent me cos am a pathogen.The more you avoid the more I will hover their thoughts and mindRather wear my shoes you haters and try to be little kind.
You did not choose to be you, you are what you are and will always beI am non-binary, can’t be boxed in your world and I am proud of being me.