What you see
May or may not be real,
What you feel
May be a fail.
What you know
May not be correct,
What you think you know?
Worse, may I inject.
Who you are
Must first be family,
What you are
Is definitely reality.
Our reality
We may change
But nature’s reality
Can’t be rearranged.
Fiction is fiction
And fact is fact,
The latter we’d better accept
And sensibly adapt.
It is folly to decide
To have a gender change
If you hate what you are
And feeling strange.
Impossible to change
One’s gender or sex,
One’s originality
Is permanently set.
Trapped in a body
And want to get out?
That is suicidal
Without a doubt.
Need I say more
About the previous verse?
Death is certain,
It is a curse.
Male and female-
God created two,
Matters not who you are
Or your view.
Much has changed
In a man’s thinking,
And in immoral decay
He is ever sinking.
Pretending to be God
He’s making a mess,
He has now gone as far
As gender-less.
A choice to be male
Or female,
Both or neither,
Cat, dog or whale.
To be who he feels
Or what he wants
And having achieved
Forever flaunts.
Neither fish nor fowl
Pseudo this or that
And at his whim or fancy
Changing right back.
What will happen
To the new ID cards?
To show all these identities
Will surely be hard.
And the rapid changes
Re this fluidity?
How do we treat
To this pseudo reality?
Countries sign on
To make it happen
And those against
Are being threatened.
Who you are
May not be who you be,
Fact and fiction
Changing constantly.
I pity the children
In our schools,
They may very well be
Educated fools.
What an oxy-!
Leave off moron!
Morons are counter-productive
To education.
Educated fool
Did not previously exist,
But modern-day law
Now insists.
What you see
Is not what you get,
More like what you see
Is what you accept.
Stewart Russell © July 24, 2023
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