Sexual Frustration

(NB:  This poem has a fairly adult theme).

In temperate climates could we not walk around nude?

Why must it be seen as so rude?

So some of us are female, some are male

But, so what?

We would not be here without millions of years

Of sexual intercourse

But to talk about this is taboo

Of course

But why should it be seen as any different from eating food?

Why must it be seen as so very rude?

So I have testicles and a penis

Need I be embarrassed about being endowed like this,

Or about erections and masturbation

(a solitary substitute for copulation)?

Women like tight buttocks in a man;

It allows him to thrust

Whilst a woman’s breasts might bring on lust

In a man.

Yes of course sex must be fully consensual

And to have a baby she must be menstrual

And yes, nature (or God) has decided this:

A man’s penis must also take the piss (literally).

It’s turned out to be the way.

If he grows a beard we can see he’s male

If she has breasts we know she’s female

And yet these feelings must be tender

Why should we be embarrassed about our gender?

Why must something so natural be kept under cover?

Can we not simply meet and face one another?

So he has a penis, she a vagina

We are who we are and cannot be another.

Can we not simply express ourselves- we are not the same

Without embarrassment and without shame?