I believe I am the reason the world has survived,
The fatalities of war,
The storms of strikes,
The blows of earthquakes,
The dreary cold nights,
It is because of me the spirits and strength revived.

I took the bullets of the war and grieved,
I ate the food out on the streets,
I lived without a roof and four walls,
I took the risk and gulped the great fall.

But what I could not gulp was a simple fact,
That humans were no longer humans but rats,
They ran a race without a goal,
They took the pains without a cause.

They live a life which gives them nothing,
They die for things which only bring them sufferings,
I wonder why humanity is lost,
Why people choose to be among the lots,
Why lifting people from the dust,
Is something that can't trigger their thirst.

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