Since puberty struck them ;
Stories they started to hear ;
About how does it feel .
Legends they would hear ;
About how to, make her kneel ;
Or how to, get from him that feel
Though it was, still a taboo .
But their curious minds ;
Still knew and found ways ;
To satisfy, their crave .
And then days ;
Of liberty, when arrived ;
They wanted their dreams ;
To become real ;
Which they had seen ;
During puberty .
Their thirst to have a bit of it ;
Now grew to such extent ;
That typical channels ;
Were unable to quench .
Their innocent heart ;
And curious minds ;
Was like, having a cocktail ;
And then going for a ride .
For some, a little too much ;
Was this, cocktail to handle ;
And then lock-ups and bails ;
Was with which,
Their life got bundled .
In the quest for pleasure ;
Thus they had to loose ;
Their innocence, which was ;
Their most beloved treasure .
Only if it was, not a taboo ;
And for being curious ;
They weren't booed ;
They could understand it better
Afterall, It wasn't their fault ;
As how to handle this ;
Rush of hormones,in their body ;
Was what ;
They weren't properly told .
So maybe if, better access ;
And more inclusiveness ;
Of their curious queries ;
Were taken seriously ;
Many lives could be saved ;
And many would be able ;
To live a life, more peacefully .
Bravo👍