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You Live In My Words
The words are true, Before their origin, I was as a stone. When the words touched me, My mind played with me, And the heart catches the waves. The words are true, Before their origin, You were nowhere exists, Neither in my heart or nor in my mind. But when I got it in my ideas, Who am I? I started to search you. The words are true, Before their origin, You never send me a message, Over the centuries, my conscience were asleep As long as I got your massage, I cared for me, I cared for you, And cared for your creation. The words are true, Before their origin, I was only a killer, I killed innocents for my pray, I lived with animals as an animal. These were my only words, That identifies you. I want to become a human, My destination is at that end, Where mercy and forgiveness exists in human beings, You live in my kindness, My true words imagined you, Where you live with prompt to disgrace me. My poverty is a curse for me, You never stop my exploiters, They robbed me over the centuries, Am I also Dalit, untouchable or black? You never cried, they killed my children innocently, And raped them, when they demand for food. They were bounded labour, And died every moment with this faith, One day you shall come to approve them, They are also human, They shall be treated as human beings, But you never appeared, You live only in my words.
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