Guest guest Posted July 5, 2009 Report Share Posted July 5, 2009 Through years of these trials my people know pain Through years and generations we give with no gain Some torture some kill some rape us at will We know it is wrong yet without courage and will The struggle continues the suffrage the chill It takes but a single person who cares A host of the brilliance to light up our stares A person of morals a person unbowed From years of enslavement from curses and frown Here comes a bringer of virtues expressed To show us our freedom our rights and our bliss To show us our options as humans complete Without social suggestion of dirt to mistreat We know in this world is the labor so cheap' That a people imprisoned by caste wont compete But now this has changed so best be prepared I swallow no longer my hardship my pain No more do I hunger for acceptance through shame Here now I gather the land of my love Here now I stand with my fingers ungloved I touch you I squeeze you I sit where you sit I pour you the water you drink from my hand This justice is planned as my fire is lit! For I have become emancipated Dalit! chrism Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted July 5, 2009 Report Share Posted July 5, 2009 Namaste truly beautiful poem!. . .thanks for your allowance. . . love ordinary sparrow , " chrism " <> wrote: > > Through years of these trials my people know pain > Through years and generations we give with no gain > Some torture some kill some rape us at will > We know it is wrong yet without courage and will > The struggle continues the suffrage the chill > > It takes but a single person who cares > A host of the brilliance to light up our stares > A person of morals a person unbowed > From years of enslavement from curses and frown > > Here comes a bringer of virtues expressed > To show us our freedom our rights and our bliss > To show us our options as humans complete > Without social suggestion of dirt to mistreat > > We know in this world is the labor so cheap' > That a people imprisoned by caste wont compete > But now this has changed so best be prepared > I swallow no longer my hardship my pain > No more do I hunger for acceptance through shame > > Here now I gather the land of my love > Here now I stand with my fingers ungloved > I touch you I squeeze you I sit where you sit > I pour you the water you drink from my hand > This justice is planned as my fire is lit! > For I have become emancipated Dalit! > > chrism > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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