A salvage team has pulled the beached ship
off the coast to sail 'way with fillip.
But who can tow these crowds
off the castes draped in shrouds?
To stone age, the youths 'gain make a trip.
Oh! What a wonderful comparison! Yes! Who can salvage us from the caste which is deep driven in our minds from time immemorial? Kudos. Best Wishes from Chandra Thiagarajan
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I would like to translate this poem
what we have done so far to remove the memory of caste from our mind, is really mocking, whenever we are asked to mention our caste in the applications! Nice poem!