No Man's land

Here I stand tall facing you, Naked

This isn’t a feast for your lustful eyes.

Yes, I have the bulges at the right place

chiseled muscles - maybe

Indeed, my bare chest is bushy

And, I have spiraled pubes down there

Do you see my man thighs that are pale?

My limp manhood?

Do I make you cringe?

Does me being malodorous suffocate your nostril??

This shapeless ass of mine, does it offend you?

O, is that my tanned skin which makes you drool

Or, is it my stubble?

I am vulnerable, yet I am strong

Alas, we both have no choice

I am a male by birth

And, I have no womb

This is how I was born.

But in here, in the no-man’s land

It is a sin

It is a sin

It is a sin to be born with no womb

The curse has come upon us
From now on, O’ son of Adam

You will be deprived of your own lineage

You will remain an outcast from your own clan

as, you are merely a sperm donor.

Copyright @Ajay Pai 2017

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