Boxer's Tale Poem by Ayan Roy

'Is he a pugilist or a punchbag? ' they wonder.
But seem to forget it's a game of give and take,
And I am more of a taker, anyway, always have been.
But that don't make me selfish,
it's just that I have received a lot -
Be it jabs, upper-cuts, hooks or the combo packs.
If you met me, you would know
I am very open, not very guarded.
Unfortunately, I never became a weaver as Bob ain't my uncle,
But advised by the voices, I do sway around a bit.
In my corner, sits my man…
and woman
enjoying a ringside view
of a cauliflower, on the ropes, getting pummeled.
I was taught never to be evasive,
so, I didn't learn to parry and can't ward off any advances.
Being a bit of a ham and having round heels,
I am unable to clinch the argument
and usually end up down on the canvas,
out for the count.