Eunuchs’ Peril Poem by rajagopal haran

Started the saga as Castrated males
Safer to serve trusted to the bed
For cutting the hair and bathing body Royal
Messaging in the world san damn Mobile!

No kith of our womb
And no family of our own
Could be wiped without a trace
None to mourn our peaceful sojourn!

Third sex, transgender, Hijra and
Effeminate homosexual
Right from the womb
Added to the lot of Eunuch the Miserable

The owes are not dated far back
Twenty second century too
Preserves our greenish wounds alive
Is there a soul to voice out the chaos?

Male and female in all the forms
Ticking which is out of form
Genderless we are
Thoughtless you are all!

Kingdoms long gone
Subservience blown
Who will offer bread?
For the unfortunate segue!

Neither he nor she
No textbook on we
Is it all our sin?
Don’t we have our den?

Pushed hard to beg
Prostitute to sup
Dance to please the two
Are we born to fuss?

No father to own and no mother to-fro
Dark secret structures, God cruel butcher
Make the mess and enjoy
Teaming with you wretched!