The boys like you
are to be loved
from the distance.
The hunters lurking
for its prey.
The gods awaiting
a sacrifice to be made.
We are here
to give you
willingly:
Each fetus
not destined
to survive.
Each germ
not destined
to sprout.
Each attempt
of love
not destined
to evolve.
We are here
to learn
to discern.
We are here
to sift you
from
the real Men.
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 12:08 PM UTC
The boys like you
are to be loved
from the distance.
The hunters lurking
for its prey.
The gods awaiting
a sacrifice to be made.
We are here
to give you
willingly:
Each fetus
not destined
to survive.
Each germ
not destined
to sprout.
Each attempt
of love
not destined
to evolve.
We are here
to learn
to discern.
We are here
to sift you
from
the real Men.
I am still a student of English.
Any comments and corrections highly appreciated.