thanks to GA_SunShyne for inspiring this piece... the boys of our world ...future leaders & decision makers, the next in line to play stock exchange games and write wedding vows on loose leaf paper instead of carving them in stone. ...glass responsibility, mistakes made & things shatter to shambles while mama and her women-singers hum aretha franklin basslines ...sweeping up the fractured lives their little boys leave behind while running towards the sunset, chasing the intangible madness that boils their blood. Little boys ...penis hard & carefree... frolic in yards & ignore the tresspassing signs ...running with afrika to their backs & their sisters underneath their feet ...sisterhood's skeletons pile mile high in the wake of manhood's disconnected concern for him and him only. The world's his oyster but his wife will clean it for him before he hoards the riches his shell grants him ...and the woman of his mind can taste the salty hardness of his selfishness, yet she continues with warm smiles ...because the love of a woman is the great absolution that washes a man's accountability away. ...our mothers... make women out of girls & challenge them to be all ...child-bearer... ...child-teacher... ...cook, lover & man's best friend... but are our sons failed? they ...we... can remain emotionless and devoid of ambition & still have spoils at our grasp. It saddens me to think that we boys look to women for manly ways cuz our fathers found other demons & dreams to chase ...and worse, the father that stays can choose to be worthless knowing... mama-wife will dip into her love and rub his ego until the sting of emasculation ejaculates & everything will be made okay again. And there are men who need that ego stroke & will turn violent, like boys who can't have their way, and beat on their sister-lovers, rape them out of spite cuz their women's growth reflects their stunted progression ...and still, the bloodied beauty of his world... will love him until he is sorry & will never do it again ...and becomes absolved from his actions once again ...just like a man-child... ?