Poetry~by Cho Wan Yau

 

 

She stood at her mama’s grave
staring at the coffin in the gaping hole
strewn with red roses
knowing she would never hear mama say
l love you l am proud

She would never excommunicate the
voices in her head
not good enough
even the woman who gave birth to you
thought you a disappointment

No matter how good hard working
making it to university
the girl who spoke no english
becoming a professional
you still can never be a boy

Neglected
you learnt not to cry
tied to the doorpost
lifting your head
little crocodile
watching world
go by

they had to shave your hair
forgot to wash
years later
this became one
massive joke

Little girl trapped
in a woman’s body
all you ever wanted
was
love