O Sanatan, the walls of your temple ring with my suffering,
Not with words, not with deeds, but with each inch of my flesh that has your stain upon it.
I am the Pariah, branded at birth, a curse written in the blood of history,
By your ideology—an everlasting, unholy disgrace—not by chance.

You tossed your shoes at me, like I were so much as to be walked on,
And I felt a loss when your Brahmin judge cleansed my area.
But my hurt, O Sanatan, it is olden than thy holy rock,
You blew my skin with the breath of hatred, through centuries, even alone.

It is not the hate of yesterday, the despise of tomorrow.
But centuries of bloodshed in which I was born.
You made me Untouchable, took out the light of my soul,
But I emerge out of the ashes of your darkness, with the day of my struggle.

You created death-factories where my ancestors were haemorrhaged,
They were damned to be carrion, with cold, dead bodies.
But in my heart, O Sanatan, I love the sweet call of life--
I know the flame of love and light which can put down your walls.

You attempted to murder Ambedkar, to make a truth to be silent,
But there still resounds his words in breaking your unholy youth.
Your genocide, do you not think, is blood on my skin,
But my mind is killed, there where your blackness has been.

Your rooms, O Sanatan, are filled with blood and terror.
But tomorrow I will see my home, and then I will be able to get rid of these tears.
I do not adore death, or night, which all consumes my soul,
I desire freedom, affection and light, the immortal, restorative end.

My forefathers were fighting in the darkness, under your graves,
But up we are, O Sanatan, of us, the survivance of thy cries.
Call us, though, untouchable, yet born out of stars,
And we can no more allow your cords to hold us in dungeons.

The flesh which was once, made thee desecrated,
The soul which was to be broken,
Shall stand up against—no more to bend or shake.
We are the Pariah, the ones that you were trying to wipe out,
But tomorrow we will be bright, in the eternal delight of love.