The Saint & the Magistrate

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Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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In the era of Victoria
   Queen Empress of India
There was a Brit
   Full of ye olde grit
He was a Magistrate
   Who preferred the Narrow'n Straight
Of corruption he did'nt have a rate
   At that time in South Kanara district
There was a Saint -- yogic , chaste , strict
    He was building an orphanage ,
Road , school , a drama theatre stage
   The white Magistrate thought
With tax fraud all this he's bought
    So with a gallopin' horse off he went
To Swamiji his doubts he did vent
     The holy man smiled
Stood up into dense jungle they filed
     Until they came to an infested lake
There were many reptiles : many a snake
      &    Man-eatin' crocs
To Magistrate these were shocks
     Holy man upped & dived
Into unknown waters he swam'n jived
    When he returned he had Gold !
Shiny bars , Yellow & Bold
    " you want Magistrate , please dive
; beware of crocs'n snakes pl. remain alive !"
     The Brit he did vomit'n puke
As if he'd seen Revelations of St. Luke
    He ran for dear life
On reachin' home he hugged his wife
    Of tax to the Crown's exchequer
He dashed off a report like no other
     " the Holy Man's clean ---
This I did glean
    On visit to his school,
Road , orphanage -- he's  good , he's cool
    To doubt his integrity , I was a fool !"
The end : Yogi vs. Imperial Tool !!!

Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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3 Comments
HarryHillHarryHillabout 11 years ago
kinda reminded me of Kippling

5ed

Ashesh9Ashesh9about 11 years agoAuthor
O Erectus

'twas the reign of Victoria .....

Colonial, unDemocratic ....

Empress of British India .......

This incident really happened , Brother !!

erectus123erectus123about 11 years ago
terrific Ashesh-5

great poem out of the ordinary with a real feel for your wonderful country and its agonizing colonial period