TLC TUGGER

‘Twas my foreskin, nothing more
By Jeff Sanger

Once upon a fatherhood dearly, pondering my son, intact merely
Baby toys and diapers strewn across the floor
While I puzzled, my wife busy nursing, my son’s mind his life rehearsing
I felt something strange calling me from a time before
I told myself “I don’t really miss it, this thing I once had a long time before,
‘Twas my foreskin, nothing more.”

Ah, I’m glad I can’t recall, I was only a few days old and thus too small
When a doctor clad in white took me from my mother’s arms,
He strapped me down as I lay screaming, from my eyes the tears were streaming
From my chest the breath was heaving, as he wielded the sharpened blade
The cold hard circumstraint immobilized me while he cut with the silver blade.
This doctor will remain faceless forevermore.
“’Twas my foreskin, nothing more.”

Clad in bloody gauze they brought me, my mother unknowing sought me
I cried and vomited, such was the wound that tore at my very core
Every time I peed the urine burned me, the diaper tore my flesh when they turned me
Even then, speechless, knowing, some important part of me was mine no more
Stolen by modern medicine and sold to researchers or cosmetic companies for $200 or more
“Twas my foreskin, nothing more.”

Safe and loved in my home of five with my three lovely children and wife
I wonder why these thoughts still haunt me from first daybreak to evening’s shore
It’s because this thing was part of me, my genital integrity, it wasn’t theirs to take from me.
I want to shout too all the world, “I bear the scar forevermore.”
So that every father sees making the cut to match theirs only makes the pain more
Because for me and millions like me, our tears still pour.
“‘Twas our foreskins nothing more.”

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Jeff is a 32 year old husband and father of three kids: one boy, two girls, all intact.  "After I had my son I began to realize what had been taken away from me.  I began to restore using the TLC tugger and have gained confidence and mucho skin as a result!"