The Life Wire.
Under the scorching sun.. I sweat.. Just to make ends meet.. Under the cold.. I freeze.. Just to make my beloved ones comfortable.. Wounded hands.. Weak fingers My body full of dirt.. Covered in tattered cast-offs They utter "Am full of filth".. I respond "Am proud of it".. They voice "I smell shit".. I rejoin "I smell success".. They fail to judge me... 'coz just like a blank book they fail to read.. Just like life,they fail to understand me.. @TheLuoPoet.