Poem – On Hating

I didn’t truly understand the
meaning of hate till I
started hating myself
Biology never was my strong suit…
Something about this body
didn’t tick quite right
But one thing I learnt
was the language of power
Biology showed me the
veins of forgiveness hidden
under sinews of acceptance
under harsh daylight
Stripped down to mere human
Nakedness, I began to discover the
linguistics of love, life and body