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The Cries of Men (Louis Toliver Jr- Swartz, LA)

     “Oh, GOD!” we cried. “Please help us with the burdens of being a man!” We have felt weighted down by our identities for too long. Our emotions have been held within inside us for too long. “How do we teach our sons to release their pain, GOD, Oh GOD?” Our sons fear their fathers. Our sons are afraid to become real men. Our sons want to become their fathers in order to take revenge against their own fathers. “Oh, GOD, help us!” We want our sons to play pianos, we wanted our sons to love their husbands, we want them to love who they are. “Oh, GOD, teach us to love our sons. Oh, GOD, teach us to hug our sons!” We want our wives to believe in us, men, again. “Oh GOD, teach us, men, how to accept ourselves!”


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