Love and Identity

Love and Identity

In a world of pronouns, voices rise,
He/him, she/her—truth in their eyes.
He becomes she, or neither at all,
Yet still they stand, proud and tall.

A spectrum vast, a radiant hue,

The rainbow is flown, bold and true.

Yet even within, there’s pain untold,

For bi hearts shunned, left in the cold.

Why are we different? Who casts the divide?

Are we not all just souls inside?

Where boys mould as one, passion untamed,

Where top, bottom, and versatile are names.

Where girls embrace what their hearts desire,

No man required to spark their fire.

Love for all, no matter the frame,

No need for judgment, no need for shame.

We are born as male or female, it's true,

Shaped by nature in forms old and new.

Yes, we are different, crafted unique,

Yet love and respect are what we seek.

Your birth may define how we compete,

A line drawn clear, yet not in defeat.

It does not mean we love you less,

But fairness must stand, no more, no less.

For we all make choices, paths to tread,

To be ourselves in heart and head.

Yet in love and life, some lines remain,

Not out of hate, not to cause pain.

Appreciation does not fade away,

But fairness must guide the way.

Hand in hand, with hearts set free,

A world of love, yet equity.

So let us embrace, let us stand tall,

Break every barrier, dismantle the wall.

For love is a force, fierce and free,

And every soul deserves to be in love.