In the days of yore
division of labour 
was the order of
the day.
Four categories, each 
allotted different jobs.
Category one
held the duty of clerics,
and them the most respected 
in the society.
In came category two 
who evolved into warriors
and were the protectors 
of the country as a whole
and most courageous 
and adventurous lot they. 
Third category turned 
businessmen,
served society by supplying 
all that people wanted
ofcourse for a price.
The last and most 
wretched were untouchables 
their duties confined 
to serving the other 
three categories for a living. 
Time never stands still
thus we feel  
and as the time 
moved ahead, ticked past 
the divisions blurred, 
divisions mingled,
untouchable turned touchable 
he became cleric,
he became businessman, 
he became warrior,
he became Head of the nation,
and people called it progress. 
Yes, progress it is
no doubt actually 
rejoicing time it.
Believe it or not 
but that old division
of labour 
that old four categories 
still prevalent in certain 
North Indian remote rural corners.
What must be the reason? 
Lack of education 
what else? 
Who is the culprit? 
Those who hold the reins of
power 
who else other than them?
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