Being Human

These human rights so sung about in songs Evoked when protesting the blight of human wrongs The baser instincts paraded as true When claiming due and colouring milieu The tallied score, the special seat Heart-beats falling like marching feet Demanding yet exception and concern For the intrinsic tied to kin and turn Measured all in terms of plight Red-stained stark against the white Blooming in the shadowed hues Bleached, resembling hidden clues More oft than not reveals the troubling sin The struggle to define being human SP