POETRY

Tupac said, “The hate you give messys up everyone around you.” Hitting someone Because of their gender is the Lowest Degree of humanity, and the

Home, a familiar term to one and allA place where one can lay down, and forget all the worries of the worldA place where one

A child found under his bed wet with blood he was bulged to death A little girl found in an attic with burses on her

I am in tears, Is it coz am a woman, Because it hurts, Or beacause you are a man, Thinking twas meant to be, I

“Less of a man”Am I less of a man?For I shed a tearFor I feel feminineFor I can’t breath through dustDust thrown at my faceAny

At the expense of their gender They struggle silently From beliefs, to poor misconceptions About how they ought to deal with issues when violated Yes,

Masculinity for malesis stepping up, for yourself,Representing the idea of the name,Managing by your family,Owning your own,The Day you raise your hand to hit a

  My heart woke me up last night, And asked what sex I was, Only if I could shout, At glimpse, forgot my stories, It

For them, they have no say Within them it doesn’t seem right But they battle with the fact that they are voiceless It would be