I Am Old Matric, A Retired Military Man Of The British Period, Call Me A Poet Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

I Am Old Matric, A Retired Military Man Of The British Period, Call Me A Poet



I am old matric,
Haven't you heard,
Old is gold,
Gold is old,
An old man am I,
A gold man am I?

I had been in the military
Sending and receiving
Messages,
A radio man,
A wire man,
Talked I with the British,
Lived I with,
Spoke I with.

See, see, I can speak in English
Which the graduates of today
Cannot,
I an old man,
A retired military man,
An ex-army man
I recollecting
And remembering my days
During the Raj,
The colonial period.

Sunday, April 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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