The Untouchable

Shunned by the world,

Sit I in the corner,

Numb,betrayed and hurt,

All these people-oh so curt,

The cruelty that I bear,

Wrong that I hear,

Abuses that ring,

Auible to the heart as well,

No warmth, no gesture of kindness,

Untouched I was, Untouched I am, still,

Basking in the Modern Era,

I longed to be accepted,

To feel Love, Kndness and Wrmth,

But all i get is Wrath,

All 'cuz I was born not at the heights,

But at a level so low,

That I was only always asked to bow,

I was, The Untouchable...and still am The Untouchable...

In reference to the prevalence of Untouchability in India..which is still practised in the rural areas although it has been abolished under article 17 of the Cnstitution...