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tears of men

I want to scream out loud

and yet my mouth makes no sound

instead tears are running down my face

hearing about

the times you have not been seen

the times you have not been listened to

the times

you have not been cared for

the countless times

you have not been celebrated for who you are

and the number of times

your No’s and your Yes’es

have not been welcomed

the numerous times

your boundaries have been ignored

the times

you have not been loved

The times you suffered what can only be called abuse

And the consequences of which you and I continue to endure

because we didn’t know

how to love you

because we didn’t know how to express our desires

without expectation

we didn’t know how to appreciate

and honour your beautiful flower without plucking it

because we felt threatened by your free spirit

your boundless joy

by your questions

And by your wild desire for life

by the fire in your belly

by your powerful being

and creativity

by your beauty

your honesty

vulnerability

your truth

and your love

Wolfgang Lee moving from the heart

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