Humans… do they really care about us ?
Self Centeredness is the right word.
His touches are always harsh
As he locks me into the hole
Exposed me to danger
Like a vanguard in a warfront.
He never asks whether I love to be left alone.
Or I love to be locked inside a hole.
He left me in the open many times unguided
Like stones outhere unprotected.
Whenever I have headache
Or a broken arm or leg,
He prompts to replace me with my sister whom I wished could hear my voice of rescue
Men use buttons as slaves without care.
In the rain and under the sun
as if we don't have lives of our own.
We protect them from the cold by being in the cold.
Can they show care even in a second?!
©smaheelgft
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