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.