The classless communion
First day at schoolAnd the class seemed full
We were taught our first lesson
in the early morning session
my mates learnt their ABC
while I learnt my OBC
School is almost over
I am a science lover
I asked my seniors for advice
and got a college of my choice
with help from a certificate
other than my matriculate
My parents wanted a doctor
but I would be an engineer
I wanted to build bridges
Over scattered plateaus and ridges
yes engineering is what I deserved
for my seat from birth was reserved
Studies over and I am a success
Wealth and position are in excess
Some People threw veiled aspersion
called me a product of reservation
All my life's labour lost
My struggle is now but a ghost
I am old and I am sick
doctors say it'll only be a week
I died with my family at my side
They prayed for me as they cried
could it be that my crematorium
was really my eluding sanatorium
In death I was desegregated
With all humanity, integrated
For once, there was no special pyre
All were burnt in the same fire
My life as I look back and see
Was a life reserved, but I died free
-------Anti Reservation-----------
Summer of 2006
posted by LitmusTest @ 4:45 AM
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