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I'm sorry that I was ignorant when I was growing up
I'm sorrier still
that my society was more ignorant than I . . .
in my birth, I was innocent and vulnerable.
If my parents had only known,
I wouldn't be upset about what was taken from me.
At first I didn't care.
What did I know? I didn't know
What I was missing.
Now I know.
I have learned a lot.
And now I am waiting for my culture
and my society
to catch up.
In the meantime, I am reclaiming
A part of me lost
so long ago
to a baby boy
so long ago.
And my spirit sees
a little joy
in every day
New growth of me
new skin, now pink!
Reclaimed
The wounded boy
Now proud in new found joy.
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