Your intellect is killing me

We’ve survived decades, telling the majority that they’re a shame

If not for us intellectuals, the Indian race would just fade

We’re the guardians of the nation

And you, just pitiful abominations

Don’t you dare hold your head high!

Remember what the great Mahatma and Nehru taught you

You’re a doomed tribe, downtrodden beyond belief

Nothing you did before they wrote the history books

Make you deserve even a second look.

Don’t let the Rights remind you of our wrongs

Only we can write and re-write history

We’re the ones who glorified your past

Those Upanishads were all wrong.


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