what are we,
if not human?
what are we
when we are happy
or sad or upset?
what are we
when the heart is broken
and the love is lost?
what are we
when we all are
judgemental of
every other being
across our filthy bodies?
what are we
when we smile under
the rain or the sun
or fear beneath
the winds that turn?
what are we
when we are hurtful
beings but manage
to torture any other?
we are only human,
we are only natural,
we belong to the
nature and to the
mother we shall return.
we were born in bloom,
but then buttered
with humanization.
it is being unnatural
that is termed as being human
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