Name The New Gender To Respect... Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The black bangles around the hands,
Beautifully manicured with colorful nails,
The forehead is clear and fair with decorative pottu,
The short hair is very unusual to a lady of this kind,

I was curious, when I met her beyond the shelf,
The displayed racks were in between her beauty and me,
No perfume could be smelled and,
She was standing as the peacock head,

I rushed to the other side to see her in full,
I was shocked in disbelief and sheepishly smiled,
and regret now for showing such a childish behavior,
to a weak human who had stood their for proper identification,

She didn’t have the breasts, wearing plain T shirt,
The cherry red lips are the fake,
A young Tamil boy has dressed up,
As A young Tamil girl in full make up,

Where are we going towards?
Are we all killing our male gender?
Mothers, wake up and look at our kids,
They are born with no specific function,

Who are they? Who are they?
We have to choose a legal name,
To respect their gender as,
They are mutated and created by us,

We have become the creators of another gender,
We have to choose a legal name to christen them,
To respect this new gender with education and vocation,
let them not be preyed by the straight creations.