Monday 14 March 2016

Gods’ Handiwork

She struts around in the society
Pretending as if it’s all so dreamy
Little do these unknown faces know
She feels perplexed about how to be himself
When one fine day she decides to be him
But now the world around him is perplexed
Is it her or is it him?
They distance themselves
Ignorant of the existence
Changing the topics and cringing
Not able to fathom the change
But can’t you see
They breathe the same, eat the same,
They feel and bleed the same
They are changed, yes
But just like you.
They are humans
Humans with who changed
But humans nevertheless.
Humans- Gods’ very own special handiwork.


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