What NO HUMAN IS HUMAN ANY MORE

NO HUMAN IS HUMAN ANYMORE**

Morning does not begin with sunrise—

it begins with a mother’s tears.

She is not crying because of pain,

but to quietly convince herself

to survive one more day.

Hunger in her stomach,

worry in her eyes,

wrinkles in her hands;

yet those standing before her

are busy searching for a new world

inside their mobile screens.

“How many times did we say

‘just one minute’?”

That one minute

turned into a lifetime

that never came back.

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A child crying from hunger

knows no politics.

He understands only one thing—

the emptiness of his stomach.

One spoon of rice

is an entire world to him.

But the food wasted on our plates

reaches the garbage bin

without even making us blink.

That day,

he cried.

Today,

we walked past in silence.

Tomorrow,

no one cares

what he becomes.

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A man falls on the road.

Before asking

“Is he alive?”

we ask,

“Shall we go live?”

Life is struggling,

blood is flowing,

but no legs run to save him—

only the camera runs.

We wait until a man dies.

After the video goes viral,

we won’t even remember

his name.

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A woman’s fear

is no longer news—

it is entertainment.

When she says “no,”

there are no ears to hear it.

When she stays silent,

minds translate it

as consent.

When she breaks,

we interrogate her:

“Why did you go there?”

“Why that dress?”

We investigated her pain,

but never offered

a shoulder to lean on.

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Caste, religion, color—

we built walls in their names,

and buried humanity alive

inside them.

We read in books

that the same blood flows in all.

But in life,

we divided that blood

into categories.

The walls we built

did not divide houses—

they divided hearts.

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Everyone says,

“I am a good person.”

But there is no story

of wiping a tear,

no memory of feeding the hungry,

no proof of standing beside someone

in fear.

“Goodness” lives on the tongue,

not in the hands.

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There are laws

for hands that strike.

But what about

eyes that wound silently?

What about negligence

that kills through silence?

Those crimes

are never registered

in any court.

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That is why…

the world is full of people.

But on a planet

that searches for love,

when there is not even

one hand to hold—

**No human

is human anymore.**

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