Sonnet 39: You Are Not The One Who Escapeth Slavery Poem by Pijush Biswas

Sonnet 39: You Are Not The One Who Escapeth Slavery



You are not the one who escapeth slavery
'En can't you redeem! nor do cult their shoe!
Seventy years make new discovery!
That all I've all provided by British
Well, I'm! But how hungry birds 'en now woo
Well-fed by own govt. Yet inspired by dish-
No hungry generations' out hunger
Not in independence, nor in captive;
O, I look like them, and my shoe is fear?
O, my skin is dark, but your eyes are blind?
Your mania to independence, live?
I'm not white, yet for you too much I'm kind;
One dish for each one, for, you lapsed then
You slaves, - n'er to go, in axis or brain.




Place: Srirampur, Nadia
9/8/2017

Wednesday, August 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: slavery
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Pijush Biswas

Pijush Biswas

Srirampur, Nadia, West Bengal, India
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