League Day 29: EMMANUEL KARIBI vs IBRAHIM YUSUF
Live: EMMANUEL KARIBI vs IBRAHIM YUSUF
This duel is dedicated to Africans who joined suit to the doom of transgender.
NOTE;
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THEME: LOST
EMMANUEL KARIBI OBUALA
Title: I KNOW NOT ME ANYMORE
As a woman i came into the world
emotional, tender, femininely
my heart was mine from birth
with it i grew up through the ages
felt every feminine emotion and
bestried life.
but soonest in no time after i was
tenaged, life dealt me a cruel hand;
i was poked in my foundation,
yelled at and incessantly abused,
many times, more than words can
narrate, for naturally being a woman.
on the edge of it all, in adulthood
i realized i was disadvantaged
because of my sex, i am a woman
and so i am meant to be surbodinated, misused and hurt by the opposite sex.
they say i am a weaker sex, feeble in my very nature, and was given
no plcae in the constituency of society
my place was to suffer the whims of men, i was hurt, sorrowed and broken
until i learnt of a science of how to become a masculine god
i found out i could be a man too
and suffer these pestilences of womanhood no more.
and so for it i went and was transgendered into a man
my privates gave way for a man to br planted in me.
at the time, it felt good, atlast i would be called a weaker sex no more
as a man i will be seen now and will be intermingled with them that be
'O i will be elevated from this feminine disadvantage' i retorted to myself and become an artificial man
but now here am i, a woman in a man's muscles, without a sense of personhood
only that from a woman i've become a man
alas, how do men think? i tried i to be one
but the feat ain't working out
my heart remains a woman
my head too, but my body assumes the office of a man.
Oh! i am lost, i know not who i am anymore, other than i'm just a human
of what gender i do not know;
i'm a woman, i'm a man, maybe even both, cos' i know not who i am anymore.
Copyright © EMMANUEL KARIBI OBUALA - 2017
IBRAHIM YUSUF
TITLE; For the Transsexual:
You sell guidance for lost
by removing the sacred identity,
planted by God!
You vitiate your purity,
by being what you are not.
What is the burden of being what you are?
Don't you feel ashamed,
for changing what is unchanged?
Bury yourself in shame!
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