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The story of a boy, who was subjected to infantile male genital mutilation (circumcision) |
| From the moment i was born, until the day that i die, I'll never know what it's like to be an untouched guy. I was cut at and hacked, and told there was something wrong. And all the while some "doctor", was just whistling songs. I was strapped onto a table, i couldn't move, i couldn't see. Why didn't Mummy come and rescue me? I screamed and i wailed, it bloody hurt, and i felt cold. Where's Mummy, where's Mummy, for God sakes i'm only 4 days old. I feel pain, i feel hurt, what is happening to me. Where's Mummy, where's Mummy, she's busy getting coffee. Why won't you help me Mum, what have i done? Well according to our culture, we must punish you son. For boys have a penis which is defective, don't you know. So we must cut it in half and expose it all to show. I now suffer a loss, of sexual fulfillment and pleasure. I suffer daily in a struggle Mum, that you have no possible way to measure. Are you happy there Mum, i really hope you are. Because i have a lifetime to remember, when i look down at that scar. |