The Leavings

The leavings are no longer leavings now, They are raising their head with great confidence and importance, Much has been done against them, But today they have broken the shackles with flying colours. Look at their joyous spirit of success, All are running to them to stretch their hands of friendship; How can they forget those abysmal days? When they were mercilessly ignored and oppressed by the snobbish forces, The leavings were nowhere in the civilized world that time, They were forced to live in the dark and gloomy sphere. But things have been changed with the passage of time, The leavings have proved their worth and efficiency by their persistent effort and responsibility, It is evident now that without them the crisis of the world can never be truly solved. My dear leavings, you are the real gem; Forget your wounds by the insensitive men And plunge yourselves with the greatest fervour for the welfare of this planet, The wheel of progress will move on the right track then, We all will take our hats off to you with great admiration.