A Human After All...

I open the window,
but with fear,
cause a stray bullet,
might pierce my ear.

I get startled
by sounds, high and low,
who knows,
there might be a bomb below.

I filter the water,
ten time before I drink,
maybe there's an AIDS virus,
running amok in the sink.

I am so feeble and so weak,
I quiver and stammer when I speak.

But I still remain, a bully, a domineer.
After all, I'm only human, my dear....

Rustam Sengupta