ALSphere Foundation
A gift of nature- this double X feature,
That is supposed to spell out nurture.
Sure, it has defined my form,
But not an urge to conform.
It has instilled chemicals of compassion,
But it could not stamp out ambition.
Sure, it has softened my skin,
But did not abate the grit within.
It has given emotions, that ebb, and flow,
Though, not without sound logic to show.
The frailty may be a defect,
Albeit with a strong intellect.
A life-force, that by no measure,
Could only be an object of pleasure.
And the one chromosome that made me a woman,
Did not preclude me from being a human.
