di Roberto Malini
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
