Put It On Poem by Robert Abok

This is a letter to some member
Someone listening and is a member of my gender,
We've received news of your atrocities
Not only in mine but in many other societies
I don't seek to reprimand you but to it's a request I am making

We are naked and need some clothing
Not that the attire is missing but we've been neglected
The women follow our lead and if we are naked, so are they
I am not ashamed but its just a wish from an endangered species
Put on the armor of responsibility and we will be clothed

My gender is perishing,
Perishing from the seed of their own initiative
Dying from the status they held in the society
My gender is perishing from the sin of their own making
Put on the armor of concern, mercy and above all love
Put it on and save a gender that is to be extinguished