Being Human..

"How do you call me a Master, 

When I am a slave of Time...

How do you call me a Giver,

When I want all to b Mine...

How do you call me Beauty,

When my eyes discriminate your Shine...

How do you expect my Smile,

When I have seen sorrows in Time..

How do you call me Mighty,

When I don't have food on Time...

How do you see me Rich,

When i don't even have cash or kind...

Call me LOVE,

Let me CRY...

I am made of Imperfection,

Learning on each step of LIFE.. "