i feel pleasure within my pains,
such are my days.
An iota of joy in sadness,
for everyone seemed to careless.
cold under the scorching sun,
and it all feels like fun.
Laughter when i cry,
only,do i face life's trial.
The universe seems rectangular,
my problems evolve circular.
The sky now looks black,
and sorrows makes the journey dark.
Soaring in the skies without wings,
so long,wishing for life's blings.
I feel like swimming on the earth,
for we have all become equal at the feet of death.
-such is the voice of the deserted.
"I AM HUMAN".