Lost Virginity…

Did so when I was quite young,

Not so much the loss I regret,

Was the timing, I bet,

To lose ones cherry,

When they were four,

Is not very, merry.

Those that did,

Stated they were not fairies,

Just wayward boys, looking for fun,

But once the dirty deed was done,

This boy grew up with torture & no fun.

Did not know which way to go,

Attracted to others of same sex,

Afraid of others of opposite sex,

What do you suppose is next?

He did not marry,

At least not yet,

Didn’t feel anyone wanted him,

Was afraid of sex he did not know,

Also afraid of the fact that he was a “ho”,

Pretty scary for a boy to grow,

And not be able to hold in his movements,

After being raped and torn apart at four!

Such a sad boy, he played by himself,

As he was afraid someone would find out,

He was no longer the virgin & he did pout,

His parents, not much more mature,

Or maybe too immature to have a violated son,

They tried their best, but in the end,

He turned out to be what they did abhor.

That poor kid, as he grew,

He was the only one that knew,

But claimed lack of memory,

For the actual act upon his young body,

As still he does not remember,

The doctors say it is for the best,

But he swears someday,

Somehow, he will settle the score.

With his belief in Karma,

And his want of a better “next” life,

He knows now not to settle that score,

But who knows what will happen in future?

If he was to meet his rapists in person,

Would he then settle his score?

Or consider them just as immature then,

As he was & unable to be punished now,

For something that happened way back when…

                                                            (ed)