I looked upon the mighty sky
I saw the birds, I saw them fly
I saw their working, saw their love
I saw their caring, all above
I saw them cheering in the rain
I saw them sharing all the pain
I see the nature, love and pure
But who can see what I endure
They say it’s me, supreme creature
Where is it, humane pleasure?
When I first learn to walk and jump
They took me to a place that you call dump
They say “it’s your heaven”, I feel hell
I start the work, without hearing any bell
They say that all the waste come here
I feel waste too, every time I appear
The way back home, I see the alien
Nice, in harmony, pure and clean
Like us, but different and far
I wondered who they really are
They said they’re student, our future generation
I wondered myself, am I deception
They read and write, they learn and play
A B C D what they say
I can only watch them from far below
The difference in our life, is that so
I heard too, they don’t get sick
Are they that favorites God pick
Don’t they’ve bodies just like us?
Or do they drink and eat surplus?
Do angels care for them in day?
Do innocent sing for them and pray?
If not then why it’s me who’s ill?
All the pain, upon whose will?
It’s me who dies in streets like rats
Are we really humans or bunch of gnats?
I wonder what it feels to be
To read and write A B C
To eat warm food, to sleep in bed
Start morning with tea, and slice of bread
To get love and care
Not work and fear
I wonder how it feels, to be care-free
I bet no one wants to be like me
It’s Jabir… See you around.