Eunuchs
Eunuchs are misfits, shoddy by birth,
Yet they exist within societies' girth
They mix and mesh with us so much,
And try to run amok like a wretch.
They have human thoughts and mind,
Yet ransack homes, without rancour.
For them it's just not fun, but to exist,
To strive to extract, a livelihood by wit.
Yes we must bear them, as humans,
For we can't forget, that they too are,
Like us in almost in all spheres of life
Other than a mismatched set of hormones.
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