mystery of life and It's beauty

THE CASTE OF OUR SOCIETY :

Why still is there the discrimination that is not pleasure.

The rules and the caste that divides it into two halves.

Trash that both the cast had,
Only in the difference,
Of the way they use it forever.

One of the caste,whose trash is filled with piles of bananas and tunics of onion which stinks a lot,

Which no one dare to touch
Just for the germs that is hazardous.

But look at others,whose trash is clean and clear that can be touch,

Just a piece of paper still
no one dare to clutch
Only for the ethics that make them stop.

If we see here and there,
why does the ethics are clear.

Can't we treat these person
with same blood and flesh
Only the ethics which make us separate

Can't we not respect each other,
for which everybody desire.

Can't you not see" all are same"
through these egos and ethics that make you blind which is not required.

Can't ,this society be happy
with unity,

Which can mesmerise and inspire everybody.

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