The world is vast, moving so fast

Inventions amaze me, never failing to daze me

I too dared to envision

My uniqueness gave me my mission

I thought the world was my playground

But, my hierarchy made me deeply confound

I was in a box of which I was unaware

My identity was damaged beyond repair

My caste is my label

They do not care if I’m capable

My caste is my custom

There is no way to evade this dictum

I too crave for a heart filled with love

But, my caste is put all above

My human spirit is aghast

I’m just my caste