Discrimination
and bias at every step, causes blistered and bleeding feet.
Some are
born with a rich clan’s boon; others lie their way in a town filled with goons.
Some have
acquired deceitfulness, while others are blessed with beauty.
Don’t sit
back thinking this is the way destiny deals.
Hear the
call of the distant drums, heed what every cell in your body scream
There still
is life within you; there still is honor within you.
Pick up the
bow of learning, and hope not for any blessing from above
On the
arrow of consciousness, carve out a notch of victory.
On the
forehead of misfortune, paint this in bold red:
Those that
think you can, I dare you to stop me now.
Those who
have plundered before, I dare you to try now.
On the
playground of knowledge, everyone’s an equal,
That which
turns around destiny, is the ultimate weapon called knowledge
So make up
your mind starting today and swear to yourself
And know
that on the battlefield of yoke and plough,
Beauty has
no effect, nor do deceit and fallacy,
Higher race
plays no part and neither does legacy
Knowledge
and only knowledge wins you your place in the sky.
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