I am dying day-by-day

I am dying day-by-day
But still I want to live one more day
To change the system of our country
To change the thinking of our human brains
I am from a backward caste
With many hopes and with torn clothes
Still I am first in the class
But nobody want to sit beside me
I am alone and the race is with me
That day I already died
But still I want to live one more day
To change the caste system
To change the human thinking

When I was 19
A girl loved me sincerely
She want to live her whole life with me
And she never bothered about my caste and religion
My love went in deep and deep
Where our souls cannot be seperated
But our religions came in between
She is muslim and I am hindu
Their parents bet us badly
And seperated forever
She married someother
And I died once again
Still I want to live one more day
To change the differences in religions
To establish a new religion called human religion

A widow in my village
Who's husband died in her young age
I want to give her a new life
I thought to marry her
This village people against me and her
Saying a widow cannot be remarried
She should stay alone for the whole life
I tried a lot to get her
But I finally failed
And I died once again
But still I want to live one more day
To change these superstitious believes
To change the human nature

I am dying day-by-day
But still I want to live one more day