this is a poem from my people. I think you will appreciate it.

theme: male dance

you must dance the lasso. At least once. At least once you should feel how hard the ancient male circle is torn on this earth, how heavily clasped male hands, how hard it is to start and stop this dance. At least once you stand in this closest circle, clasping the shoulders of two brothers with your hands, deadly squeezing the palms of others, and then in the cherished circle you will dance under the abyss of the sky with a brutally drawn-out cry. In order not to fall out of this sinful world, at least once mix sweat and blood with your neighbors. Son of man, you are entering the men's circle, you are only now ready for this ancient dance. With a cross behind. With two robbers. Only time.

that's all my verse.