tears at workplace...

my tears that fell on the workplace,
will sure usher in a dawn,
for like the animals of the farm who took up arms,
there will be a day when the "dalits" of the place will revolt,
pulling apart those who are sure brain dead
but think themselves, "the new brain on the block"
and then we would rush up and take power in our arms,
much like the animals,
who shooed away the men.
then we would march down the pathway to the bathroom
bring up buckets of water,
to cleanse the room and the air.
then there would be colour,
and the sweet pure wind-of democracy,
of freedom that comes when we are our own masters,
but....there is a fear, that like the animals,
who fought and got freedom,
will not the "dalits" who fight and get their freedom,
go on to repeat on others, what the "blue bloods" did on them
what is then the way out, Man you are but a fool,
who plays first to win and then to lose.