Where We Are Going We Do Not Know

Where We Are Going We Do Not Know, originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1.

like wretched weeds
on the soul of humanity
we grow
where we are going
we do not know
the flame of a candle
they love to blow
although
we are hijras
a field of sorrow
we plough
from the face
of the earth
our kind
they want
to overthrow
from the gutter
of life into a
menstrual sewer
we flow
pretending
to be mothers
sisters
wives
in our
corner
we glow
stalked for eternity
by a bad karma
fucked fortitude
plucked upper lips
made up eye brow
hijras at a slaughter house
waiting for death
while society
pleads
to spare
the holy cow
says the
overzealous
religious bigot
hijra
jao
ma chudao