Look
at the lot of all the real poor children of the soil in this land!
In
Villages We slave in the fields and stand still before the feudals
Or
do run errands for them all and their families including children
Else
become their agents spies thugs and goons to break backs
And
the bones of our own brothers and sisters wanting to protest
The
rank injustices exploitations and end their all unfair practices!
Hundreds
and many hundreds of years of such life in the Villages
Over
many a millenniums have not changed any of us or our lots!
Masters
we may be in tilling the land and producing food for all!!
Specilists
we may be of the land agriculture plants and rare herbs
Medicine
health-care hygiene skins and working various leathers!
Still
We live in old poor huts and could not save Our Own Skins!
Now
in the small and big Towns or the large metropolitan Cities,
Faceless
we slog in the factories like some machines and robots!
Live
in shanty huts of slums all miserable living hells on this earth
To
die unknown uncared and unsung just only like rats and dogs!
Still
with out any justice or a decent respectable life as humans!
That
we have been promised and also see elsewhere in World!!
We
even after some education have to stand speechless before
Stupid
seniors shouting at some wrongs like dogs mad with rage
Even
with a correctable error mistake or just an odd accident,
Suffering
silently other injustices by these irresponsible persons,
And
also evil machinations of those traiters from our own ranks
Who
for bones serve the others like loyal grateful obediant dogs!
Our
Leaders in various political parties of dominant caste hindus,
Leaders
not by their own struggles contributions any hard work
But
sheer accidents or chance of being rewarded by the Parties
Chosen
for having served sincerely loyally and like a faithful dog
Or
waited patiently like a dog before one or all the party leaders
Have
no better option than to stand silent before all their leaders!
Those
with some resources now having made them yes by crook
And
those by sheer hard-work and struggles over long decades!
Having
built their Dalit Parties are also waiting in different styles
Yes,
only the styles and methods may be different here with them
But
they also do wait for the powerful feudal parties' leaders nod!
Who
only control ultimately every lever of power that matter still!
What
a lot and what a life these always only are the real dogs life!
Is
this the end and is this our lot forever here for all us We Dalits?
Yes,
this will be only so as long as we stand divided and fighting!
Stand
apart against each other or with enmity amongst ourselves,
Talking
ill of others finding faults or telling old stories of our fights
With
all other dogs like Backwards Dalit-Christians and Muslims!
Day
We Dalits across Religions in and out of Villages and Slums
As
well as different parties just talk share ideas if possible meet
Work
in tandom like brahmins and other dominant caste hindus
For
the future of all our children if not for a better life of our own
Oppressive
feudal land-lords and all party leaders would scatter
Like
the dogs running away on seeing a man with a stick or stone!
When
We landless labourers Dalits and also Backward Classes,
Majority
people in Villages like us join our hands together to fight!
Unfair
practices and injustices by all landlords like short-payments
Cheatings
exploitations by those few feudal dominant land lords
Raise
unitedly against them all we can surely win back our lands
As
the feudals run for their lives and these injustices all do vanish!
a rebel Dalit
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