I remember my father’s words when he realised his son would cease to exist.

I remember my mother’s cries as she hit me trying to release the demon within me.

I remember how they prayed to God for my soul’s deliverance.

I remember how they told me the fires of hell awaited me; eternal deamination.

 

Why is there so much segregation?

Why all this separation?

Why am I not worthy of the love that God promised to all of us?

Why is my sin bigger than the rest?

 

I remember how they laughed at me, called me names, s’tabane, moffie, faggot.

Perhaps they forgot…that I am God’s child too.

I remember how their lashings cascaded my body, my blood seen as an infection.

In fact they forgot that my blood was just like theirs.

I remember how they threatened my very being...But my being there was the God’s infinite plan.

 

You see, I was born different, a woman, trapped in a man’s body.

You see, society told me I was a nobody.

How they forgot all the things I did abundantly for everybody.

Indeed I was a great somebody

 

They scattered the remains of my body.

Like a sheep to the slaughter they butchered me, left me bare for all to see…

My life taken because of the insecurities that drove testosterone driven men…they were three.

My Lord I prayed to thee…

 

Why is there so much segregation?

Why all this separation?

Why am I not worthy of the live that God promised to all of us?

Why is my sin bigger than the rest?

 

My mother never got the chance to say goodbye

AS they brought back my bag, the only item that remained.

See wept at the thought, a mother’s love still stayed

Now my body lays for all who passes by

I do not blame them, every great man faces tribulation.

I do not blame them but their time to face retribution.

I sit now in front of God’s feet watching over them weeping for their souls.

They knew not, but one day soon they shall know…that God loves us all.