Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Hijras Also Bleed

a human touch compassion
understanding is what they need
they get hurt
wounded
hijras also bleed
their pain
connected
to a dying seed
it could have been
a flower of joy
but treated as a weed
a sadness
of a withering reed
corrupted by time
tortured by inhuman
apartheid
to bhauchara mata
to lord iravan
to khwajah saab
they incessantly plead
to show them
in a better light
indeed
but racially profiled
a little sympathy
from you they need
trying to be
what they want to be
seen in the guise
of a fallen woman
they will never ever breed
never have children
never know motherhood
the unwritten law
of their hijra creed
politically leaderless
pawns of politics
trample by the onslaught
of time they concede
the pain and sorrow
of hijra rashida
who was once born
as rashid
manacled
to the soul of mankind
living freely
not yet freed

dedicated to laxmi narayan tripathi my hijra guru..recovering in a Thane hospital..

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