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Here’s a protest poem on the difficulties faced by Transgender people by , in .

You have got two receptors of with you,
So what?
We are ‘we’ with two limbs,
But who sees your purity inside that draped saree,
Or beneath the small hair with interlinking chains,
If I say in the most naked way then I will say, ‘No one’,
You do the best thing so that someone can tap your shoulders,
But it ends with your hand voluntarily tapping your tired shoulders,
They wait for a code inside the blindfold of the law to grant you freedom,
When did freedom get its place in the inks of dictators?
Your attire provides you the ride you want,
Your melting or malign attitude runs parallel with your job,
Sound of your either instigates the muses of the shackles,
Or evokes the of the masses,
Music turns its road with the gender you choose,
The operator of your food turns his/her back with the identity you choose,
Choice is now trapped beneath the zip or the buttons,
Your now is living the life of dilemma of which to reveal,
A million souls resting inside you now feeds on the raw skin,
To detonate the blast so that the inks can see what they once avoided,
Emblem which lies with four lions has got multiple identities, 
The mark of gender was not applied on their forehead,
You live beneath their shade so that once you face the empty pen of law,
And the empty of prejudice.

 ©Kabir Deb

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Kabir Deb

Kabir Deb

Kabir Deb was born in Haflong and completed my schooling from Kendriya Vidyalaya, Karimganj. After that completed his Graduation and Masters from Assam University, Assam. Poetry has been his passion and a hobby from his childhood. He wants change the society with the power of poetry. He believes that society can destroy the most destructive force in the society and create a better tomorrow.
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