The Cry of the Boychild

I was born decades ago. When boychild wad was a being. 'No community survives without a boy' The phrase I used to hear. I envied the boychild. Soon the value teleported. Into the thin air not to be seen. Today the opposite I see. The gender I desliked, The societies' preference. Day after day, the boy is a looser. From home to school. Within and without. No one to stand for the boychild. Boys raped day after day, No activist put it out. Boys taken to court. No lawyer speaks for him. Innocent boys rotting in jail. His education not left behind. Every motivation skewed to the girl. Every activist is feminist. His performance dwindles. No one attempts to find the roots. I speak for the boychild. ?@Kipngeno Robin. Tha Formidable Cheru. #themonk