Prophesying Renaissance
In the eyes of my brothers and sisters, I witness profound pain....
It moves my pen, trembling, under the weight of socio-economic disdain....
Trained by life's stern academy, my conscience urges to rebel....
To challenge the status quo, to rise, to dispel.....
I know the change will come....
For I may pass but leaving few sparks at home.....
One day these sparks will join each other.
The differences will be eliminated to counter the weather....
And that day my friend many souls will rest in peace....
A new policy will prevent this tradeoff of our pride as fees.....
The current aim may appear hefty, a load to bear......
Yet within, 'Kalki' awaits, the future you seek, already there.....
Let your pen be your 'Gandeev'...
Rising for what's just, regardless of the majority's reprieve.....
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