UNIQUE

For him everyone closes the door

And even he can't touch the floor.

He's kept away in isolation

thinking he can't be social.

"He isn't a part of us 

nor he ever was.

He's totally different,

how can he be our friend?"

He can't touch what we use

he can't wear any of our shoes.

He can't play with the children,

or rush with them in the rain. 

He can't involve in their activities,

nor can show his creativity.

Who is he then?

bearing all such pain.

He's a person with a bit black's hue

but he's so special that's believed by only few,

God made him different but unique 

that only God knew.