To some people this poem may be controversial because there are facts that some people may not want to admit. One such fact is that despite what the mainstream press and media might claim the vast majority of women broadly support trans rights and with a few exceptions the most hostile voices against it are actually men. This poem explains how I deal with those who are stupid enough to attempt to give me transphobic abuse and it isn’t in a way that they like. Trust me when I’ve dealt with them they don’t come back for second helpings. I’ve titled it Dogs Of War, I hope you enjoy it
Dogs Of War
The peace of a quiet afternoon
lies shattered as words take aim
verbal bullets pierce the heart
I wrap with invisible bandages
to tend the wounds
a dog never got the chance to inflict
despite the owner barking commands
to serve me up as the meal
I stand strong knowing it isn’t the fault of the animal
that the owner needs put down
and yes I do mean that exactly the way it sounds
I show no mercy to dogs of war
who can’t afford to go fox hunting
and instead use trans women as bait
for hounds of hate to whom whistles
are calls to the pack
to attack on command
my scars will eventually heal
by the time I reach the town
at least they will till next time
there will be a next time I will these hear roars
there is always a next time
for cowards to pretend they matter
spouting crap patter
from the other side of the street
though sometimes it’s passers by who think they’re smarter than they are
who will pass their comments as banter
believing there the stars of their instant dollywood movies
till I send their ego’s crashing
with few selected words about their manhood
and their lack of aesthetic appeal
trust me they will know how it feels
when I dig my heels in and crush their self importance
© Gayle Smith 2020