Why does Hate extend her reign? Why do divides raise ugly sides?
When will mankind unite?
Casteist fervour, abhorrence and race
Manmade borders that breaches create,
tolerance break, love annihilate, rancours breed
Marginalised, classified — we still remain
broken, fragmented with spite
When can love colour all our kind?
There is no North, no South
No East, no West — only the Universe
The Earth a blue-green dot
from outer space.
If Harmony finds no grace
there will be no hate, no love,
no country, no place, no caste,
— only a barren Earth
devoid of the human race
The world will end with not even a whimper.
Lalon sings with his ektara among the stars:
“What will be your Caste when you Die?
Where will be your home when Earth,
weary, worn with violations, violence and divides,
crumbles into dust with grief and neglect?
There is still Time
Time to love — love and heal as Onekind.”
Mitali Chakravarty is a writer and founding editor of Borderless Journal