The Touched Untouchable: Poem


By Angad Saluja


The King of the Jungle

A declaration by the Humans

Who didn’t spare themselves too!


Brahims, Ksystriyas, Vaisyas and Shudras

A world divided into colours

Dalits, being the darkest one


The same people told me stories

Hatred, they preached for the Britishers

For their discrimination of the skin


Did we get any better now?

Ignorance spreading from mind to society

Hatred flowing and increasing its pace


One creator and same formation

Work cannot be the base, my owner

To term me an “Untouchable”


Yes, I do filter the surroundings

For you to live healthy

For your children to breathe clean




But you my friend

Took this work as a weakness

And gave me the worst piece of your mind


Step in my shoes once

Stand in front of the mirror

And you’ll see “God resides in all”.

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