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I selected the poem- My Ancestors by Omprakash Valmiki

The cry of the victims,

Who has a painful petition,

Over the generations!!

The selfish hearts of the powerful,

That always come to exploit,

The weak and helpless outcast,

No justice no truth;

No voice for the voiceless.

Outcaste- a name to be out casted

The poor soundless hearts,

Never be lost in the darkness,

We are there with you...

To read the needs of your life,

To stay with you!!!