If I were a woman instead of a man,
Or a woman who could and still can
Be ambidextrous, bi, or confused,
If two spirits in one could be fused,
What would critics write to stay amused?
Earn a living, an adequate wage
No wise man nor elderly sage,
No muse, no witch, no evil queen,
Whether you’re private or out to be seen.
All I want is to follow my vocation,
Laugh, have fun, love without ration
Share the world's burdens, help the poor
Pray, work hard and make peace not war
Touched by goodness and erstwhile hex,
We know our sex can be most complex,
We breathe and we think; we are not blind,
Just simple HAPPINESS we want to find.