Wanna be a human?
In this world where
One percent rules
over ninety percent of
the other seven billion.
Wanna be a human?
where sub-humans kill
hundreds of thousands of children,
by bombings, bullets, and hunger,
Nothing to say about the other millions.
Wanna be a human?
Where the poor are kept
in the bondage of poverty
backwardness, disease,
and illiteracy, for ages.
Wanna be a human?
Oh, no, I would rather
Grow hair all over my body,
and a long tail hanging behind.
And will live forever in a tree
Screaming with glee,
telling all who could see.
See, I am free, free.
