Boys Lives Matters Poem by Raimi Babatunde

Fooled by my smiles
Laden with hurts
What you see is a monster
Created yester years
Solely by your laxity
Who really cares about us?

When men were boys
She touched me there
Don't touch me there?
But my voice was weak
Until I caved in
Slowly but surely
I mastered the act

When the night draws
After the sun retires
And the moon sets
You muse melodiously
As your surrounding tissues vibrates
Caught deep in slumber
I become insomniac
With my past hunting me

That nightmare!
Oh! How for years I wore it
Certainly not as a victor
But as a victim
Who is to blame
You, yes, you!
You should have known
You should have believed me

Like a mouthpiece of the gods
Today, on this extra special day
I rise as an advocate
Offering my broad shoulders
A voice to the voiceless
That we may talk the talk
And let the process begin

That nightmare!
Oh! How for years I wore it
Certainly not as a victor
But as a victim
Who is to blame
You, yes, you!
You should have known
You should have believed me

Like a mouthpiece of the gods
Today, on this extra special day
I rise as an advocate
Offering my broad shoulders
A voice to the voiceless
That we may talk the talk
And let the process begin

To the one who is a victim
Please don't hold back
Let's talk the talk
Expose these devil's incarnates
Restore our glorious pride
That we may save the boy child
Because Boys lives matters!