Still in twenty-first century we prefer to keep servant at home,
Treat them as animal for just exchange of just bread and butter,
Still, we love when security guard salutes us,
Have you ever asked to yourself does he really loves to salute us?
We go to the hotel, leave our plate unclean,
Ask those people who washes it, do they enjoy cleaning our plates really. . .
Ask the man who serves dishes to you, waiting for your order,
Tolerating your stupid and rough behaviour,
Just imagine you are in his place,
Then maybe you can feel the pain of that man…
Still some places we prove ourselves as a heartless man. . .
Do you still consider yourself as a human?