May be you cant listen me
But I have a voice too
May be you cant feel it
But I get hurt too
I have basic needs
To keep me alive
Though unlike you
They may not be cloth , air and rice
I breathe, move and live
I have my joys
Have my griefs
When in pain I do wail
poor soul of your
though cant understand
not asking for any help
not asking for any favor
Just treat me too the way
you human treat each other
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