The Fellow Denied
Several suffer from the same persecutions. Rough, rampaging
Oceans may seperate the victims in space, but in savage
Cruelty they are united. We are denied the rights given to us
In the first moments of life. The right to bow to those above us in worship, the right to
Equal pay, the right to decide what happens to our own bodies,
The right to own our own bodies, love who we want, and where what we choose. Who are
You to tell me who I am?
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