Dear brave Trans lady, I do not know your name.
Dear brave Trans lady, what’s happening is a shame
You see I’ve heard your cries and screams of terror; in the
wee hours of the night, stumbling upon you was an error.
I can only guess at the horrific scene, that drove you from
your homeland, hoping on America you could lean.
But no haven have you found in your new Indy city.
The beatings continue, the Hoosier homophobia isn’t pretty.
But you keep coming out demanding to be free
no English and Asian, you refuse to flee.
Your audacity to live your authentic self, Inspires me
and others to always be ourselves.
The ugly of this country has been exposed to you early,
bruised and cracked, it’s absolutely nothing pearly.
Not all of humanity is sinister and dark but why would
you believe that; when the state leaves its mark?
Please hang in there change is on it’s way
No beatings, no harassment, it will be a beautiful day.