Looking back from this space and time
I know I'm an outcast forever
In different ways
In outlook
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A Beautiful write. I am taking this poem in different way. Outcast from our past of our school days. Once the school days are over we are outcasted from it, though everything remain in our memories only. In one sense of our life, we can tell we are being outcasted from past where we cannot never go. I loved the way you presented it and beautiful topic. Thanks for sharing with us. Thanks a lot for beautiful comment on my poet's page.
Caste system of social stratification is an evil system that has continued to perpetuate man inhumanity to man. Thanks for writing on this evil system. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Though the wall is soft I cant tear it apart It says No entry For You Because Now u have been an outcast forever. - beautiful lines