The Life story of a Dalit - A poem to be re-written

The Life story of a Dalit

A poem to be re-written

I'm a Dalit
My family had meagre meals a day
I was graduated from school

I couldn't afford a good college
I however completed it in merit

I had mortagaged my parent's blood
I was graduated from university
My job was robbed

I had tried alternatives
I was fobbed

I had later questioned
I was murdered

There's cross on my tomb
Ex-gratia in my parent's hand

- The End -

Can anyone rewrite my poem ?

- Pity Parker

*Rewriting the poem is subjected to Societal and Political risks. Read all the risk related documents carefully