A Taboo Poem by Tony Adah

The one the holy book
Told me emanated from my rib
Treats me like a child
I may even be a toy placed where she desires
Whenever I am wrong
I would think of where to borrow a tear to weep
Whenever I'm right
I'm still a dog with its tail in its limbs
And I'm supposed to be seen not heard.

This is a taboo
In my own norms
That she who my rib made
Should be the general commanding my household
And I become a private following list me a sheep.

This is a taboo
That she I paid everything for
According to tradition
Come here to desecrate the culture
And my people are watching
If I'm truly transmogrified.