People like us

People like us have learnt to expect the worst

We have trained our brows never to stand in stunning

And our ears bullet proof to oddities

For us extraordinary is normal

People like us are never caught off guard

Our backs are accustomed to sun lashes

We have made our skins hard covers like pineapple roots

For we are the symphonies of famine and harvest

People like us have our heartbeat in our wrist

Close to our clinch, just a fist away

This is what makes us live longer

For even if death pays a careless visit

He often misses its target

People like us are good at impersonation

For we only cry when the clouds do

We have mastered the art of conservation too

How happy are the clouds

Upon knowing they have tear mates

People like us live a day at a time

We don’t complain for the worse

Because we have seen the worst

And the worse that comes after that