Masters,
I mean my school masters Were Gods alighted on this earth!

The feel they filled in my heart,
The sights they pointed,
The words they taught,
Are the might and wealth, I posses!

When I grew up
I met scores and scores of masters
In different walks of life.
Their aim was to wipe out my light,
Make me to talk for them
To make me weak,
And drain my wealth!

I didn\'t want to be a master to hurt and bleed,
A master who will see only faults,
Who will smile when I weep!