why upper caste Gods
and their ‘good-girl' much-married, father-fucked,
virgin, vegetarian oh-so-pure Goddesses
borne in their golden chariots
don't come to our streets.
We know the reasons for their non-entry into slums.
Actually, our poverty would soil their hears
and our labor corrupt their souls.
when you are still getting
those roosters and goats,
why have you stopped coming to our doors?
Maari, our girl,
since when did you join their gang?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem