Some human beings
are human,
Some don't like
being human,
They want us
when strong,
healthy
and wealthy;
They want us
when strong,
and rich
and usable.

When strength, health
and wealth
Downhill go,
Down the horizon,
they fast disappear,
Leaving us,
hopeless
and disappointed,
Especially if
we have not heard,
That cursed is the one
who trusts another
human being,
Expecting them
to be human.
Most human beings
are simply simple beings,
With nothing to do,
with
Being human.