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We proclaim to accept ‘Unity in diversity’
But fail to recognize a contagious flaw
That imprints itself in each narrow mind
And poisons it into an insecure heart
‘Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder’ they say
But what defines beauty when it comes to stereotypes?
Why is our judgement clouded by what others perceive?
Why do we obsess over being fair and white?
Open your eyes and widen your minds
And take a moment to think of the million industries
All of which earn their precious profits
By preying upon your complex insecurities
All it takes from people like me
To earn respect, is a beautiful heart
When were the parameters for beauty set?
You’re prefect just the way you are
We said we would always keep in touch,
That nothing could breach our bond of trust.
I thought we had something real and true,
But then times changed and so did you
Alas! How time flies by so fast.
We should’ve known it seemed to good to last
I thought nothing could break the bond between our hearts,
But before we knew it, we had drifted apart.
And now we’re nothing more than strangers who used to be friends,
Time had eventually bought our friendship to an end.
Yet occasionally , I recall the memories that can never be revived
Etched into my past, I recall them with a smile on my face and tears in my eyes.
The world is an ungrateful place
Oblivious to the numerous hardships we face.
Politicians and celebrities, do you idolise
But turn a deaf ear to a farmer’s helpless cries
Yes, we are the ones who work these fields
Yet, never have a taste of our own luxury
We are supposed to work and work till our skins burn
Yet, despite the sacrifices we make, we never expect a thank you in return
You call us the backbone of your nation, but when a crisis arise,
The patriots turn into hypocrites
What do we need to prove, for you to realise
The lack of water is not something that needs to be prioritised!?
With every second of hesitation, a noose is hung around a neck
By a farmer who prefers the pain of death over debt!
In a country with over a billion people, one life may not matter so
But life would never be the same for his family starving back at home
So next time, think twice before you sulk about your life
Cause it can never be worse than the plight of those responsible for keeping you alive
It was the little girl’s favourite time of the year
After two months of boredom and silent tears
In a few days time, the gates would open wide
And eager students would go in rushing by
She knew she’d be a good student, she would never make a fuss
She loved the colourful uniforms and the honk of the bus
Her heart would ache every time she saw a child complain about the rules
For they didn’t know how lucky they were to get to study in a school
Yet again, problems arose ,if she didn’t do as she was told
Then who would feed her ailing family, starving back at home?
So she put her dreams to rest, perhaps another time
But deep down she knew it would never come and resumed to sell stationery with a painful smile.
This is a picture I was able to capture on a beautiful evening from my home.
I have lived here for almost 4 years and yet never thought about sharing the beauty I witness everyday.