I’d like to share a bit with you — about my transition
To counter the spite for people who are in this position
Transphobes accuse this of being an arbitrary decision
That we make to ally ourselves with leftist activism…
They have zero respect for the emotional precision
Of discovering your authenticity, and escaping your body-prison,
To be a trans person, is to belong to a tribe
Who find themselves always, on the outside
You hear the people joke, mock and deride
But you really fear the violence that follows from the jibes
Can you imagine your life if you always had to hide?
And hate? Like….hate?
Why do we get this hate?
Like we’re fucking-perverts-always-looking-for-new-ways-to-masturbate?
The anti-trans paranoiacs call us groomers & pedophiles
But you ever wonder what on earth they’re teaching to their child?
“God is love” they preach, behind judgemental smiles
But He doesn’t make mistakes, the phobes say with confidence
Well then me being trans was EXACTLY God’s intent
My path in this life was to be born a girl
But to be thought of as a boy by the entire world
So my soul’s journey has been to uncover my Real Self
And if my body wasn’t designed to be accurate off the shelf
Then who the hell is anyone to question God’s decision?
To react to His creation with disgust and derision?
“But surgery is butchery!” they vociferate with gumption
But they’ll get eye glasses, or nose jobs, or take Viagara for their dick dysfunction
Anyway, I’ll defer to what Roger Waters said
“As I’ve always said, I prefer your lips red,
Not what the Good Lord made
But what He intended!”
So let me tell you a bit about my own experience
Before you tell me your fear-based doubtful sentiments
Unless you think there’s something wrong with people who are different?
You don’t need to treat me like I’m sick, or weird or strange,
Just because my body’s undergoing a specific change
That hasn’t happened to you…..yet….
And by God don’t tell me therapy’s what I need
When it’s been years of exactly that, that finally helped me see
What I had been repressing for my entire life
What has lurked in my unconscious, & created all that strife,
From the carved-up scars that were once left by my knife
To no doubt the fact things didn’t work out with people, like my wife
You know…just cuz you might not see the meaning in someone’s blahaj shark
Doesn’t make it any less meaningful than some belief in Noah’s ark
And what, should trans people spend their lives hiding in the dark?
Living lives of shame and loneliness and never feel the spark
of being loved for who they are, and opening their heart?
proudly moving in society, contributing their part?
Are we really so scary that you need to be protected?
Like if we piss in your washroom, you’re gonna get infected?
Or we’re sneaking a peak at your junk so that we can inspect it?
Dude, it’s trans people’s privacy that tends not to be respected….
Which is why we band together, cuz we know we’re not defective.
And we just want to be able to take a pee….without vigilante bathroom detectives.
In truth, being trans has already cost tons of sacrifice
But I am so goddamn thankful this was MY roll of the dice
Because it has softened me and deepened me in the most delightful ways
And I’ve found acceptance by friends, family, the allies and the gays
I’ve met courageous people whose eyes shine like sun rays
And a feeling of simple joy is what accompanies my days
Cuz being trans is like discovering that you have superpowers
I’m a fucking x-man (pun intended!), and I do not plan to cower
I know that in the future, I ain’t getting many flowers
It’s kinda like playing euchre, never getting any bauers
Future lovers or not I have Clara, and I guess that makes me now hers
And you find you can handle rejection, when your own self-love towers
My emotional struggles, I find Estrogen now cures
And my eyes, hot damn!!!, they have a new allure
And it’s fun to feel confident, but also play demure
It’s possible, and it’s fine, if you want to make some changes
Everybody does as their life flows and rearranges
But trans people are discovering just how wide that range is
And the haters & the intolerant are really, the only dangers
Heck, I’m learning to biohack this flesh vessel
Cyproterone & Estradiol are my mortar & my pestle
Crushing masculinity, releasing femininity
If I add progesterone, it’d be the Holy Trinity
And if religion don’t agree with me, I’ve found my own Divinity
With joy, & love, euphoria, there ain’t no way a sin it be
And if I’m destined for damnation into infinity
Then I say bring it, bitch, cuz that’s where all my friends’ll be.
To me, being trans is beautiful, there’s nothing to be mourned
I don’t feel it like a death, I more feel like I’ve been reborn.
And, I cherish it.