Running behind any
one and any where in any field!
Gets you nothing in
life, hence don't ever run behind
The brahmins and
baniyas you will get nothing in life
Never in anyfield at
anytime and anywhere anything!
You will always be
running only behind them for ever
You could never catch
up with them ever in any field,
If you do catch them
ever they will stop running as if
There lies nothing
ahead and it is the end of World!
The same fellows
silently without telling anyone and
Without even any
simple indication warning signals
Will then start
running away suddenly in another field
Totally in another
new direction and in different track!
You should therefore
stop running behind them all
Enough is enough of
this endless long mad chasing
Neglect them
completely if they ever start running
In any new track or
field let them go ahead running
Stop not the caste
hindus and chase them not in life
Stop not the slavish
Dalits or waste not your energy
Stopping sold-out Dalits
and let running DCHs run
Chasing Dalits chase
them don't waste time on those
Let us now stand out
apart silently choose new track
A new field for
ourselves totally an unexpected field
Where we can all run
freely and by ourselves ahead
Like forgotten
Buddhism Baba Saheb chose at last!
Let that be totally
grand or fresh and small new track
Good or totally bad
area but free We must from all
Evil dominant caste
hindus like those our ancestors
Old unlettered
uneducated opted for new Religions!
Let others run behind
us if they do want to catch up
We can also surprise
all these dominant caste hindus
Choosing for
ourselves completely fresh new sphere
A brand new area
where We can move far ahead!
Let us therefore look
out for new avenues openings
Opportunities and
breaks like our forefathers chose
Ventured out as
labourers in new lands with colonial
Ceylon Burma
Indonesia Malaysia Singapore so on!
Like many of our
ancestors chose to free themselves
From rural feudal
landlords then to sweep scavenge
And took to leather
work let us throw ourselves out
Of hindu village
folds to New Areas or New Lands!
Whatever we may chose
let that be totally fresh one
Grand or small new
track a good or totally bad area
But free We must from
all evil dominant caste hindus
Like those of our
unlettered uneducated ancestors!
a rebel Dalit
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