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I was Cursed...

...and
I woke up as a woman
so I thought
was I cursed or blessed?

I walked out with the thought
everything comes easy
for a woman...

I could see the eye gazes
dropping from my eye level
every time I spoke to a man
I tried to pull the
blouse up

I sensed them following me
I couldn't look back
I didn't understand the fear
so I walked fast.

I felt a hand on my waist
rubbing down
I couldn't move as I was
trying to stand steady
on the bus

I slowly started to
realise the curse
with that thought
on a seat, I relaxed
I knew I was falling asleep
I woke up with a hand
rubbing my thighs
I poked him
with my umbrella

I saw one man
pushing his crotch
on a girl's shoulder

another man
on another woman
trying to balance
her self

and then I realised
why I was turned...