Monday Muse: Adult Material! Be prepared! A poem called "Genitalia"

As we are born,
as I am now,
you show me scorn,
but I will not bow,
my nakedness is natural,
not something to fear,
your contempt is unilateral,
and I find it quite queer!

We are all the same,
boobs, pussy, dicks, ass,
are all ours to claim,
you feel I have no class,
if I do not feel shame,
why are genitals a trespass?

You worship violence,
and then vilify sex,
ultimate in fraudulance,
is it just to perplex?

I'm done being disgraced, genitals are there,
I am not chaste and you shouldn't despair.