The Suicide note of a Low-caste Hindu Man

You were voluble When you talked of love. Love, You said, was eternal. Nay, divine! -something beyond eternity. I couldn't get you, For I never knew your God, Nor heaven. I was naive; Innocent. None lied to me till that. Our Gods lived in roofless temples, Sacred groves, Sometimes slept beside us. You were voluble, …

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