jerome moore

Uncut And Real - Poem by jerome moore

From birth i wasn't cut short
I have never had a bad sleep
Irritability only exists for me
when I am awake for days
The lucy room boys once had a show of hands
a communist scare
who wears a turtleneck stay down
stay down because your not accepted
When has the new acceptance become the altered state of man?
When had natural beauty become so taboo
I raised my hand and stuck it up so they could smell my fingers
These boys who are all half the men me and my brother is
THese boys who have been crying since they were thrown out on the operations table
Those boys who want to fit in
normal isn't natural
My erogenous sheath pleasures me and my woman
I am uncut and finally proud
that's the first they take from you
its only years later you dream of what you couldn't have
fold back the skin
pain is endurable
to all my brethren
never fight nature
and never mistake nature from your schoolmates
they all want to throw you onto the operating table and remove
your abnormality, and make you go with the flow
let me tell you about a boy who swam against the flow
his strength won the race..,.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 7, 2014

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