Slam 14

Why do we send our boys out to be men

When we haven’t taught them to be boys first?

Sit still, keep it quiet,

Don’t you cry, don’t you ever cry —

We turn freeze rays on their souls,

Hearts meant to be on fire put through

The enforced sterilization of 

That damned blight, testosterone.

Don’t be too threatening, too sudden, too black, 

Sorry, “too urban” — 

As boys’ suppressed and latent bonding tendencies

Erupt into sports teams for the lucky,

Gangs for the unlucky,

And homicidal sociopathy for the rest –

Boys should be boys, so

That men won’t be –

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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