Born Gay

I am a born gay…
With warm and cold feelings...
With dreams and untold stories…
People identify me as a perverts…
People swear with anger...
What have I done to them I wonder,
Don’t I have my rights…?
Don’t I have my place...?
In the world I was born to stay…
How can you judge me...?
How can you know me…?
How can you tell me…?
That I am wrong in every way…
Pick up the stone to stone me...
If you are sinless like god who created me…
Remembering the truth of about me…
“Gays are born… but they are not made...”
So even if you destroy me…
Yet you will never be able to destroy…
The proud gay soul that lives within me...
Because...”I am a born gay but I am not made”…!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Jabir Avatar
March 2, 2012 at 10:22 PM
you have the Guts
Wijegunasekara Avatar
April 30, 2012 at 11:22 AM
thank u!!
Konos Avatar
April 18, 2011 at 6:22 AM
"God doesn't make junk!"
Wijegunasekara Avatar
April 30, 2012 at 11:23 AM
u are right!! thank u for the comment!!
Junique Avatar
April 18, 2011 at 1:30 AM
Stay strong and believe in what you are. You are right, we are living in a hyprotical word where people do not go about their own business. THey judge one another and forget about the astrocities in the world, like war, rape, famine and in todays society people find the time to talk about color, sexual orintation and discrimination. It time to wake up. Again live your life to the fullest and ignore these people do not put yourself at their level, very too low. Have a great day.
Wijegunasekara Avatar
April 30, 2012 at 11:24 AM
i will keep these toughts safe in my mind and use them when i need a backup!!thank u!
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