I walk in the steps of men
Who broke my dreams at ten
Woke me up at thirty-one
Turning a man into a lonely son
Navigating a world with no guide
Left searching for male pride
Without a teacher I shaved scars
Into flesh, looked up at a sky with no stars
A male scared by his own kind
Caressed by those left behind
Wandering soul, an Inuit on the wrong pole
A male with no home, yet
As a son and brother, I atone
For you.
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