Caste

CASTE', not barely a word,
but a mark of identity in this world,
pursuant to which one is served

It decides one's vocation,
also the character and the domination
Still we chant that we are identical God's creation

More than personality,
surnames are valued
When traits match not one's expectations,
about it we always brood
This is taught to us , early in our childhood

According to this, God's are allocated,
leaders are nominated,
and place of worship is always debated

Of this system of caste,
prejudgement is the main attribute
Enough it is ,to know about your money ,beauty and aptitude

Nuptials and relations of love,
without its acceptance, are all bluff

This world
could have been an epitome of Peace,
if this system of casteism ,one could cease,
one could cease!
©Muskan

Reviews

[Unspoken poet]

Wow, such a powerful write, i can feel the emotion through out this write.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

when we are not seen as equals, it's a matter of beauty, money, what we have not what we are.
It will always be that way...there will always be snobs...there will always be those who envy others for where they can go in life...places the poor can't go.
it's all so uneven...unfair...unfulfilling for so many.
and for those who have everything...even that can not be enough.

j.

[Muskan]

Indeed jacob..... Caste system is quite prominent in my country

Thank you for your words