In reality of things
As they appear in colours
He melts into it
Becoming part of them.
In early daylight
Even when he sleeps
He’s just part
Of greater schemes.
Hungry, oppressed
Overworked, underpaid
He’s just part
And he must accept his fate.
That in Colours of reality
He melts away himself
Becoming part of them.
© Tarun Mitra
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