The very sight of them dancing
Will deceive your human senses
Seductive shemales inviting
Will break your moral defenses.
They are Bankok's ladyboys
Men who wanted to be a She
Have made their bodies into a toy
Marred their humanity, obviously.
Beyond the facade of revelry
Lies a soul that has no peace
Behind the mask of fake beauty
Lies the question, 'Am I happy with this? '
Their beauty pales the normal woman
Their faces like that of myth goddesses
But look into their eyes and there find a man
Who is lost and tormented...and godless.
Cynthia BuhainBaello
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bankok-s-ladyboys/
