Human' S Caste (A Sonnet) Poem by Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India

Why do we build these walls of blood and name,
When time erases crowns and dusts the proud?
No caste survives the soul's departing flame,
No rank is heard where silence speaks aloud.

The body fades; its labels fall away,
No high, no low, no 'mine, ' no 'thine' remain.
We walk alone upon the final way,
Bearing but deeds, not hatred's heavy chain.

Then let our strength not fight for empty throne,
Nor power gained by trampling fellow man;
Let struggle rise where love and truth are sown,
For human good—this is the noblest plan.

When caste is shed and human hearts align,
Truth stands revealed: all souls are one design.