Labelling Culture

a poem by Amshudharsai K

As, I come out
You hit me lord
My both hands raise to respect
Because you’re labelled as god

Thanks for your beauty
Its pleasant, pure and perking
I enjoy it
And I discover the unknown

But see my story lord
She was a badass
Not by her nature
Only by nearing labels

My foot moved as a biological machine
He waved from upstairs
And said I love my car
Don’t make it down

It was an effect of my view
The day back

Whoa, this is great
Human respond his earnings and material
But not his fellow livimgs

It’s only a freedom of expression
Not a freedom to label