A Challenge
I never accepted such challenge that makes me fool.
I accepted challenge that provides me accelerating tool.
I am a Dalit, not human,
Hindu treat me slave in a democratic rule.
Impassable roots and recommendations hide,
No place for strange but offering a stool.
What do you want to reward me?
Pain, tear, suffering or something extra cool.
I never heard you are also supporting me,
Human civil rights aren’t a swimming pool.
I wrote, someone would hear my pain,
But everybody has cry in a bribery school.
We are Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Sikh, Jews or Buddhist,
Not a human, only religion in a living shell.
What is a worship message: to worship a tomb?
Kill them innocently if a life is quill.
Oh, my dear fellow, I write for nothing,
Whose not charged me appreciation, is that not hell?
Who loves not his grace, why do I feel pain?
Are we or not; human, that’s my untouchable skill?
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