If you prick them, they bleed
If you tickle them, they laugh.
If you poison them, they die
The sour is sour for them too.
The sweet is sweet for them
The chilly is for them also.
The bitter remains bitter
Their blood too runs red.
Light is feather for them, heavy is lead.
They are like us.
They have nose, ears and eyes
The only difference is material.
Some travel by foot, others by air
Don't treat them differently
They are the same humans
Give them all the joys
Which is the joy of every face.
Give them all they want
Don't badger, ridicule or at them taunt,
the same sky, stars, sun and moon they share
and breathe the same air...