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I don’t think I was what we call humane,

But trying to be,

Not quite certain,

If I can touch that star, let’s see.

 Wasted priceless moments doing things unexpected,

I wish I could wind them back,

 Going for a new start ahead,

But thank god, mending is still possible to make.

Have you seen humanity?

Does it dwell nearby?

I have been searching for it badly,

Please let me know if you happen to meet it, I’ll be its ally.

I don’t see its face in the war fields,

Neither can I find it next to a child waiting to die of malnourishment,

I feel like laughing at those taking pride in beautifying homelands,

When thousands turn out to be destitute and despondent.  

I know that I don’t have that celestial light,

Yet I have faith in the Almighty,

That my endeavour shall lead me towards it,

Turning me even if slightly into A Farewell to Arms’ Henry.