We Are Broken Glasses In the Sun

We are broken glasses in the sun Shining like diamonds Razor sharp on the edge of the skin I have seen my own heart Spelling in translucent desires With each vowel like a spectrum strand The manhood I must retain But we only reflect what is shined on us There is no kaleidoscope for the night We want so much to be believed In the trembling hands gripping us Choking us deliriously breathless For any foolish semblance of support Their raw flesh bleed against our jagged edge And we get saddled with disbelief We awake one cloudy day And realize our dilemma is not modern We have been this way disrespected Before the first leaf fell in green in Eden And I have been lonely From that abbreviated moment of time Until this eternity of now. Our mothers alone have made us brothers But we may search in vain for the brotherhood.