I am a common Indian

I am an unknown name,

and I am a common Indian,

like you like them, like anyone,

I am a common Indian.

I walk the roads every morning,

Starting with a prayer,

Dreams in eyes, hopes in heart,

I never expect despair.

Each Step I take I see new things,

My precious hopes take new beatings.

I see the dazzling temples of wealth,

I feel the awe of heaven seventh,

In this shadow of the temples of wealth,

I see little men devoid of health.

I see my pizza coming in a jiffy,

I find it hot, tasty and puffy,

Yet I wait for the ambulance to come,

Feeling helpless shameless dumb.

I wait at a shop, window shopping,

Clinging to the money that I call saving,

Yet at some signal funny,

I bribe my precious hard earned money.

As if that was not enough,

I got everyone at my door to bluff,

Folding my hands in shameless unison,

They show us a pretty twisted vision,

When it matters for an honest opinion,

They show there pride in shameless division.

All this I see with seething rage,

Clenching my fists in utter outrage,

Willing for a change wishing a miracle,

Like you like them like anyone,

I am a common Indian.