POEM 315: TO THE BOY CHILD

 dear boy,
tattooed over the heart of every girl
are words that read thus:
"handle with care"

 don't bore holes into her skin
with your penile eyes:
she's more to admire
than trips to cloud nine

 don't flip your tongue to coin sweet words
just to get her laid and run away:
she's more to you
than a pleasure tool

 don't measure her worth by her curves,
nor ever place second place, her worth:
she's more, dear boy,
than a possession

 does this sound strange,
dear burdened boy?
you shoulda known:
but now you do, 
be human again,
be not a stone

 #BoysAreNotStones
#BoyChildDay
#November11
#Pengician #SSA



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