Can I Be Your Daughter Born A Male Poem by James McLain

In a world of norms and labels,
Where conformity prevails,
I raise my voice, my spirit soars,
Asking a question that silently impales.

Can I be your daughter, born a male,
With tender grace and love to unveil?
Beyond the boundaries of what's defined,
Where acceptance reigns, hearts intertwine.

In dreams, I see a tapestry woven,
Of colors vibrant, where I'm not broken.
A journey of self-discovery unfolds,
A symphony of truth yet untold.

Let the shackles of judgment shatter,
Embrace the love that truly matters.
For gender is a spectrum, wide and vast,
Let compassion guide us as we amass.

For I am a soul, radiant and pure,
Yearning for love, acceptance to endure.
The essence within me, gentle and kind,
Transcends the confines of binary mind.

Can I be your daughter, born a male?
Embracing the beauty that love entails,
In the garden of life, let us sow the seeds,
Of understanding and empathy, fulfilling needs.

For family is not confined by blood,
But by the love that floods the heart's flood.
With open arms, let's redefine,
The boundaries of love, intertwine.

Let the whispers of doubt fade away,
As we celebrate the dawn of a new day.
Can I be your daughter, born a male?
With unwavering love, let our spirits sail.