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Circumcision

by Frank P Whyte — Read all 321 poems by Frank P Whyte

Thursday, March 25, 2004


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Circumcision
Is
a big decision.
A work of precision
Without derision.


My suspicion,
Is that there's no contrition,
For creating a partition
In my limited edition.

Why on an infant,
Do we use the blade?
Perhaps God wanted
Our glans in shade.

If baby boys could speak,
At the age of one week,
Or even three days,
You'd hear them say,
I'd rather you feed me,
Than have me flayed.

And so you see that circumsion,
Very well should be,
A big decision.
And since our mothers make the choice,
On whether our foreskin to destroy,
The surgeon's knife to deploy,
We simply ask in this moment of vision,
That you insure...absolute precision
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Reviewed by Frank Whyte
Reviewed on November 20, 2012
Ernest: I like your piece every bit as good as I do my own. You are to be congratulated. My slag was used in a Christian book about Lent, and once again, yours would just as well have carried the the day. I wish you the best of luck .at every level. F

Reviewed by Ernest Hartmann (Reader)
Reviewed on September 16, 2012
A poem:





Vivisection



Nothing not soft. Dim undulating cloudlets.

Merging, milk-sweet dawn. Mild pink touchable world.

Vague filmy shapes coalescing languidly

To lucent curtains of continuity …


Screech! Steel on steel! Sharp, jagged, yellow-white

Light, blinding, on, off, on. Acrid taste. Spit.

Scorched skin. Men fully armed emerge

From the horse’s belly. Planes hit. Towers crumple. Howling, howling …



But no, this doesn’t matter. It is well known

The infant feels no pain. They told us so.

Besides, he won’t remember. His brain is immature.

No problem. The scream is just a reflex.

Yes, like those lower forms of life there , dumb beasts

Lumbering on their way to hamburger. No souls like ours,

They feel nothing, nothing. ( But their eyes? Their moans? )

No, we know better. They do not truly feel the pain.

Have faith. The doctors know, the professors,





What can come from their learned mouths but truth?

No one asks the beasts, the boy, his mother,

Who might surmise a slightly different truth.



He has stopped screaming. He will recover, certainly.

Almost certainly. But his soft world? His paradise?

Lost. The world is all before him.

Why bother to discuss this? It is done.

As always. The great beards nod in approval.

It is done as it was of old ordained.

All’s well, traditions have been maintained.

Reviewed by F William Broome
Reviewed on May 14, 2005
I'm not a medic of any kind, but from my years, I believe there are two reasons only: Religion (for years untold); and sanitation (some males just don't have a normal foreskin, ya' know.) My contribution, herein,doesn't settle a damn thing, of course! - Bill

Reviewed on April 4, 2004
(((frank)))

this one hurts. i've questioned the necessity of this procedure on boys and girls (i've written one, "fgm (for maria)" on the female variant). tradition? who knows?

you've opened up a whole new avenue of discussion and penned a thought provoking piece--well done!

especially love the last line--ain't it the truth :)

(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)

Reviewed on March 26, 2004
Good write, Frank! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(

Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart
Reviewed on March 25, 2004
If I could have spoken back then, I would have said, "So can I cut you now?"

Reviewed by E. Richardson
Reviewed on March 25, 2004
Frank...I do believe this is the first and only poem I have ever seen on this subject...lol...and you did it so well...with precision! Very well done!

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2004
Frank...I have wondered so many times about the
necessity of this procedure....I would imagine it
to be unbearable pain for that poor innocent baby..
I would love to know just how necessary it is..
Who first recommended it and why?...good writing..
floria

Reviewed by Calendula Petal (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2004
now you see, I was discussing this very subject yesterday and I was told,by a man ...that if a man has been "done", by the time he reaches middle-age he has lost all sensitivity and intense sexual feeling in the places where uncut men dont.....(she says trying not to say any naughty words)....apparantely this was in a medical journal....dont know if its true or not......
but anyway....I thoroughly enjoyed this, thanks.


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