A sad emotive Blue ballad from The broken soul Of a mute man poet His heart pounds a silent beat From deep within As he begins To ballet with his fingers Vocalizing his pain To the world of blind and deaf In the monsoon rain Of his tears As he express His feelings and fear About his future In this cold world Of insentient hearts Being blind, mute or deaf Doesn't mean dead This is the pain That was easy to swallow But hard to digest So now I suggest To take this fiery feeling Out of my chest Because they alienate us They dig black holes For us to find homes Because all we are to the society We lost souls To those Who got eyes to see And ears to listen We are just disable clowns Because we are half human But to those who got Minds to think And hearts to feel We all human beings