“Less of a man”
Am I less of a man?
For I shed a tear
For I feel feminine
For I can’t breath through dust
Dust thrown at my face
Any time speak out my views
Am I less of a man?
For I like my hair neatly combed
And my shoes shiny by evening
Can I stand before a crowd and say
Am free to be what I can’t resist
Or will my mic be plugged off in shame
Am I less of a man?
For telling him publicly
I like you, can we know each other?
Will I be stonned for my brevity
And my courage regarded as curse
Will I be thrown in the pits of those tormented
Am i less of a man ?
For raising my flag so high
Am I voiceless? or they just
Wish I could voice less
About my ’embarrassing’ belief
The only less of a man I can be
Is ‘dead,’ and for my reality, I will die
With my pride out loud.
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