Poems on Gender
TRANS PEOPLE IN PRISON
First, about prisons
Tear them to the ground
Build new buildings
Start all over
Never gonna happen
Of course not
This is capitalism
There’s money to be made
Power to be held onto
But let it be said
Before we start talking about band-aids
This is the swamp we live in
The pit we have to dig ourselves out of
So…
Where should trans people be put
If they’ve broken the law
And they end up in prison
There is no correct answer
Only the least bad
This is a practical question
The guiding principle is love
Revolution is love, armed
Love, given power
Love, unleashed
But love is fighting in a world of ignorance and hate
Who is most likely to get raped?
You see how twisted the whole thing is
The answer should be nobody
Anywhere
Prison should be safer than the street
And gender should be a festival
A rainbow
Even in prison
Especially there
Imagine you’re visiting another planet
They’re showing you around
Showing off their world
You come to the last exhibit
The thing they’re most proud of
They show you a prison
What?
This is how we judge other worlds, they say
The strong, the intelligent and brave
The loving and kind
We live in an almost paradise
We make the world and the world makes us
But the weak, the damaged, the dangerous
We make them too
If they’re not safe
If they need to be locked away
That’s not a judgement on them
It’s a judgement on us
We haven’t loved them enough
Show us your prisons
And we will tell you
What kind of world you live in
