Raised within walls of home and school,
Learning to duck and lie flat to avoid being hit by bullets as a child,
Shipped away from home to get continous education,
With dreams of living,
Away from schools with empty benches,
For the students in uniform are protesting on the roads,
Away from kidnappers,
Away from letchers and rapist,
Away from bandhs and blockades,
To be ahead in the survival race,
For many ends up in the hands with sick minds,
Leaving one as a corpse in one’s own land,
With no justice.

Facing the survival race once again,
Gulping humiliations and mockery,
Questioning identity,
Changing wardrobe to blend in,
To avoid dirty looks,
With aching heart filled with homesickness,
With long nights missing home,
Staying low and quiet,
To be ahead in the survival race,
For many ends up in the hands of sick minds,
Leaving one as a corpse,
Corpse sent back in one’s own land,
With no justice.