May 9, 2016

Discriminations

Man is born with all faculties

all perfect in their place

he lives in splendour all through the days

if he is a man of a status and of caste

he is pushed to the nadir each and every day

if he comes from an ordinary family and of caste

caste denotes high and low

status comprises the money and matter.

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