They Have Come, Have Come To Pull You Down, Gandhi, Gandhi Flee You, Flee You From The Ghana Univ. Campus Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Who, who my son,
Who, who, my son
To pull me down,
Down
For no fault,
Fault of mine?

The, they, Gandhi,
Gandhi,
Flee you,
Flee you, Gandhi,
They are coming,
Coming.

The are coming,
Coming
To pull you,
You down,
Topple you,
Topple you down.

Who, who, my, son?
They, they,
Gandhi.
Who, who they?
They, they the petitioners.
And for what, what?
What did you, Gandhi long ago?

Who, who,
My son,
Who, who
Are they
Coming,
My, my son?