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God and the Caste

Temple – not an abode of God Idol – only a piece made by man To see his reflection in ruse of worship The Powerful can see power The Rich can see riches Poor see poverty The more one donates, the more he gets The more one pleads and cries, Grief is all he gets Rich can sit in front of the Lord Others will queue in The rest will scramble for the leftovers Rich need the temples To keep the poor content with poverty Ain’t we a poor country of rich people? Or are we a rich country of poor people! Questions lay unanswered, Treasures lie hidden The Hungry stay naked in open. Some fast for glory, many die of hunger This is the order of the day, dear folks The powerful are the Brahmins The rich are the Vaishyas The middle class are the Kshatriyas To defend or aspire for power or riches The rest are the Shudras based on the Varna system in India and the new order ... Suresh M Iyer

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