SCAR

 I was lost in a village,

now, I have a scar,

Now I am a part of them away from the city far, 

I climbed the hopes and their bars.                                       


I left the stereotypes.

Now I know I will survive,

I have a lot inside,          

I had a lot and, now they will realize,

they don't have the right to characterize,

I got nothing to generalize.


I will fight for every person who will get stereotyped,

I will make sure they will get liked,

People may think I am psyched,

but what do they know everyone, knows that they are disliked!

                                                             
                                                                                                           -Rabani Dhingra

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