The Flood of Identities


The Flood of Identities


I can tell I’m a Hindu
You can say I like beef the most
I can tell I’m a citizen of this country
You can say I’m just kidding
I can tell I’m a specialist
You can tell me I should go fuck myself
Well, if you want to.

No god came along with my birth
No nation came along with my birth
Yet all I have is a man:
He belongs here—but he has no home
He lives there—but nobody knows who he is
He works as this
He eats as that.

Out of so many, so, so many identities
How long are you going to crush me,
Just for a long forgotten single identity?
Those built on myths and manipulations
I declare I belong neither here nor there
I don’t belong anywhere
But go on, I’m on a bloody road to liberation.

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