Welcome to day of modern geek where technically savvy not only embody intelligence but display an elegant blend of style and personality. They are less likely to be found at bottom of social ladder but influential in lives of millions by their very thoughts alone. They are more likely to design, develop and maintain systems that impact quality of life for so many.

A deep scar runs halfway across my chest and halfway across my face, from brow to lip, unpretty to look at, children cringe when they see me I am stuff of their nightmares and for that I go concealed so that none may see me and fear.

I walk alone, sharing company with winds at peace with elements I am content, but I’m sad. The sadness, it sips through my hooded eyes it is a sadness from within for my physical scars are nothing compared to my scalded insides.

I am disillusioned by what I see why can’t people understand that their fellow human is a being just like them; not a thing.

I have walked through many wars carried infant from mother in a pool of red. I have walked through desolated plains with that infant, seeking to give it a home. That home I am yet to find. My eyes have dried up of tears iron clamps of not feeling closing in on my heart, internally mourning my colors have become gray as heavy as this sadness.