Circumcision

 In ancient rites, a blade's keen slice,

A covenant forged, a solemn sacrifice.

Circumcision, a ritual age-old,

Inscribed in cultures, stories untold.

Beneath the sun's unyielding gaze,

Men gather, solemn in their ways.

A covenant sealed, a bond renewed,

In sacred acts, tradition pursued.

A snip, a cut, a moment's pain,

Yet generations' legacy, it shall sustain.

Symbol of faith, of lineage, of creed,

Inscribed upon flesh, a sacred deed.

From Abraham's covenant, ancient and true,

To modern practices, both old and new.

Circumcision binds, it shapes, it molds,

A sacred thread through time it holds.

Yet in its solemnity, questions arise,

Debates of ethics, of consent, of cries.

For in the flesh, a tale is told,

Of tradition's grip, and freedom bold.

Circumcision, a poem of rites,

Of ancient vows, of sacred sights.

In flesh engraved, in hearts enshrined,

A timeless bond, of human kind.