If I fall like a tree
And my physics lie not me
Like a sky bird, fly free
You fragile soul in a mortal bowl
II
Look for a world so free
Where the sun, air and clouds agree
And the moon in every darkness will be
Like a gallant soldier on guard duty
III
You whose ‘she’ longed for a ‘he’
But had no choice to be
Not even by the payment of a high fee
You do wear an irreplaceable wrong clothes of gender
IV
Be in a colourless we
Where all no difference see
To have thoughts of rebellion to make you flee
You are and will always be worthy
V
Once there
Bath in happiness
Bathe in love
Be bright in living
And never ever falter to fly free
In any gender chosen for or by you
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2016
