Skylar, born in Rwanda, struggled through her youth Bullied and discriminated, she felt so uncouth Her family didn’t understand, treated her with disdain But through the pain, she found solace in the words of her brain
She wrote of her struggles, her hopes and her fears Her poems gave comfort to those who were near Contemplating the world’s pain, she felt close to the street kids And transgender sisters, fighting with their wits
Her dream was to fly away to a better place Where she could be free, with a smile on her face And one day, she left, fleeing the hate Living in a refugee camp, she just couldn’t wait
She wrote of her struggles, her hopes and her fears Her poems gave comfort to those who were near Contemplating the world’s pain, she felt close to the street kids And transgender sisters, fighting with their wits
Her words became a book, spreading hope far and wide Comforting African transgender women, giving them pride And when Canada welcomed her with open arms Skylar finally felt free from harm
Now she studies, has friends by her side And she knows, poetry can be a guiding light “It’s important for poets to stand up for what’s right Against discrimination, hate and violence, with all their might”
She wrote of her struggles, her hopes and her fears Her poems gave comfort to those who were near Contemplating the world’s pain, she felt close to the street kids And transgender sisters, fighting with their wits.
R.M.
“Nonbinary Circle”, dipinto digitale
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