I Will Be Who I Will Be
by Trans Preacher
You call Me He
As if the whole of My being
Could be defined in one pronoun
As if Eternity fit into a suit
I am not your invention
I told Moses
From a bush that refused to be consumed,
I will be who I will be
Yet, you love the mask
and hide from the face behind it
You worship the portraits
but never see my wink
You do not know how it hurts
stretching across galaxies
weaving every chromosome
To hear you insist I am only one thing
I am the Morning and the Storm
The color outside your spectrum
Still you misgender Me
Like you name your ships and my hurricanes
Until you know all of who I am
You will never know
How deeply I love
All of who you are
