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 © Dilu D Wijegunasekara | Year Posted 2011
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