Michael Madhusudan Dutt Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Michael, you had been as such that for your desire of being an Englishman,
An inner wish for English language and literature, culture and tradition
Took you too disown your own
And turned you
An ardent lover of,
Ever ready to emulate them
Like Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi in pants and shirts

And you sailed across, crossing over the seven seas to dislodge all that is
Good in us,
Negating nativity and older stock,
Disinheriting all that you had to get,
Disowning and dislodging
As for the desire of an Englishman,
As for an Anglicized living.

And for it, lived you too in your own way, taking it fit for to be,
Drinking, marrying and converting you yourself,
Embraced you Christianity,
Opted you from,
Rebelling against conventions and traditions,
Opting for modernity,
Thinking of love marriages
Through mutual acceptance
And it suited you, took you too
As for your ideal for living.

You married Rebecca Mactavys from Scotland in Madras and had four children from her,
But deserted you without saying about her
To switch over to Henrietta Sophia White from France
And if this can be lavish style of living,
What to say it more in words?

Drunken with Englishness and some ego to pride over,
You lived in your own way,
As a spendthrift laundering money,
But after the death of Sophia,
You too succumbed to.