(i) 7 (Angst) The Hindu Contrast Poem by Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean

(i) 7 (Angst) The Hindu Contrast

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Stroking the round belly
He burps
Centuries of being fed
Centuries of having read
The Vedas
By Hindus to wash away their sins
Brahmins-
Why, aren't they the 'superior' caste?

Entry from the rear
Close the bathrooms, mom says
The 'Jamaadaar' is here
Centuries of persecution
Centuries of mortification
The Untouchables
By Hindus to wash away their faeces
Bhanghis
Why, aren't they the most 'inferior' caste?

Yes
It exists
In some form or the other
In Your mind
In My mind
Made us blind
When will it perish?
When will it be abolished?
Stop calling them for 'havan'
For all our auspicious events
The others dont deserve to be shunned
Clean our own johns
Clean our own minds
Of all the centuries of castes
Let it unwind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahmoud Ghoochani 25 January 2007

thanks for you. thanks for poem

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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 25 January 2007

Predjudice has no bias.... T.O.>>>Solid work on this short series...i read the other work, and both sparkle of efflorescent verse in eloquence....Well Done.. FJR

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