{"id":46002,"date":"2019-06-22T02:32:40","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T06:32:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=46002"},"modified":"2019-06-22T02:32:40","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T06:32:40","slug":"i-am-gay","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/i-am-gay\/","title":{"rendered":"I am Gay"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Born perfect, a bundle of joy to a blessed mother, \u201cLet it be a boy,\u201d said God,
\nRestless hormones made me crazy of soccer, robbers and thieves my favourite game,
\nA few black eyes and bloody nose under my name, proud of many rules broken in school,
\nHowled at girls with my buddies, made out at the back seat of my old man\u2019s car,
\nSultry actresses, all over my room wall, relieved urges of a growing man me,
\nA list of girlfriends before I met the one I truly loved to settle down,
\nA match made in heaven before she went rogue, transformed into a sadist empress,
\nScorned at my every climax, claimed that I was weak to satisfy her needs,
\nSelfish and unforgiving, she was no mechanic in the sack, but a skilled assassin of a man\u2019s ego,
\nEndless insults and fights, through days of sunshine or rain, stirred ruckus in my head,
\nA beautiful sun set became my worst nightmare, mortification lullabied my sleep at night,
\nHate seeded, fertilized daily with the greatest efficiency, grew a strange emotion in me,
\nStarted looking for comfort from male colleagues, shared my pains to keep me sane,
\nThere were many more like me, emotionally abused till the state of incompetency,
\nOne fated night, I met a man that forever changed my life, never to be the same,
\nWe became secret lovers but remained a man to the eyes of family and friends,
\nThe sadist found other men to take my place, oblivious of her contributions that had destroyed me,
\nThe course of my life had diverted my path, denounced my birth rights,
\nI was born a normal man but I will die a gay, I have no regrets.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Born perfect, a bundle of joy to a blessed mother, \u201cLet it be a boy,\u201d said God, Restless hormones made me crazy of soccer, robbers and thieves my favourite game, A few black eyes and bloody nose under my name, proud of many rules broken…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1247,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-46002","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46002","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1247"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46002"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46002\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":46032,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46002\/revisions\/46032"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46002"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46002"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46002"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}