Every morning she rises
Rises to another day
Another day of rejection
Another day in the closet
She opens her eyes
Gazing into an empty space
She exhales and tells herself
Josephine, you are gonna be fine
Everything will fall in place someday
No one knows how she feels
Nobody knows how her heart bleeds
It bleeds to the burning passion
A passion she cannot express
A passion so loud in her heart
That she can literally hear it in her head
So loud yet so silent
So divine and pure
Yet so disgusting to some people
She loves her, she adores her
But she can’t voice it out loud
Her soul is clouded with all these emotions
Yet she can’t make it rain
Because the flood will mean the end of her
She needs freedom
She needs a voice
She needs to come out of this closet
She needs the power
Power to her, power to her gender identity
Power to her sexuality
Power to LGBTQ NIGERIA
We need our power
