A man in a dress,
A shock to the system at first sight.
He isn’t doing it for the show,
The cheers or the jeers,
No high heels in view,
Locked in the closet for years,
This is who she is.
When she steps out the door,
Children point and stare knowing no better,
She has heard it all before,
“Cock in a frock, freak, and queer! “
Which she is certainly is not!
She tasted her blood.
She lost her blood,
Disowned by all she loved.
She was living a life of lies,
As the man she never was.
People laughed behind her back,
Making her more of a man than they'll ever be.
She’s true to herself.
So who are we to judge?
Living her life the way she was always meant to,
We should applaud her.
Joseph Tanner
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-man-in-a-dress/
