Pradip Chattopadhyay

Silver Star - 3,245 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

A Civilized Onslaught - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

The dark wood resists the light of progress
Lives there for thousands years an introvert race
Here they are born here lie their sepulcher
A few withdrawn people with a fossil culture!
Needs they have little, a little bit of food
All that they want they get in the wood
What lies beyond they don’t need to find
These folks of a tribe with plain thinking mind!

Those civilized outside thought it otherwise
The poor tribe suffers is what they surmise
‘Rare as they are they are really prized
Let’s groom them to become civilized’!
So long happily away from a farce called mainstream
This intrusion broke them, shattered their dream
Why turn them out and not be left alone?
The question is unresolved the battle goes on!


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  • Rookie Poem Hunter (7/12/2011 11:34:00 PM)

    I like the ideas expressed here. Good work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, June 3, 2011


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