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2022-2023 / Writing

Give me gender or give me death

Don’t be so scared, I tell myself
What lies beneath is only
My own Truth freedom and beauty
Give me gender or give me death
I want my kinky boots and James Charles
(Yes sweetie I know your name,
kisses from Faith Cheltenham)
I want my butch daddies and my lipsticks lez
I’ll either wear this flattop or a purple wig

Give me gender or give me death

My child sparkles, does yours do too?
It’s a new age and it’s all anyone wants to do
Cmon sing it
Give me gender or give me death

Lord blessed me with
What lies between my legs
And made science too
In case I need an adjust
To make it easy to be who
God indeed made me
God made

Tho I ain't about editing them kids
I say let them live and be happy
And be whoever they are
Stop using surgery as a tool
To make more money for elite doctors
And start seeing our bodies
and our genders
As right in front of us

Beat it
Bind it
Tuck It
Give it some T
And pay it no mind
Who we are isn't just
In our nether regions
But wouldn't you know
Many of us are happy to feel
ABSOLUTELY
COMPLETE
And healed
FREE

So send along an amen
And God bless
To those who can’t see it yet
God made all the things that glitter
When you see Him in everything
You will see Him in me
Until then give me Gender or give me death

#songsinthekeyofx

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