as boys we are told not to cry
told to hold it in–until inner truth gives way to lies
as we grow we learn the rules of a patriarchal order
where sex is a commodity to be owned bought or stolen.]
not one of us is immune to this toxic refuse
we are raised to be masters–to covet and to use
emotions repressed produce rage turned inward
bringing strife and depression–polluting the waters of creation
through my black and queer eyes i see a path to liberation
we must rise against this system–we must strive for revolution
sculpted and tattoed–thugged out or in drag
we need a polylingual army–trans and queer arm in arm
the assault of this system on our bodies and our minds
will take generations to repair and will take all the courage we can find
unite against patriarchy–against rape culture–against bigotry
our fly and sexy army can put capitalism in the dustbin of history
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
