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O, merciful is the white god
Who sent the gentle colonial
To save the damned ‘Indian’

For until then they had no tongue
The poor devils did not speak!
With one stroke of his wand

Proud Macaulay in 1835
Created the Indian tongue!

Raveendran N.V.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

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Alison Cassidy 04 November 2007

Irony penned sparsely and elegantly. Excellent poem. love, Allie xxxx

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Philip Housiaux 03 November 2007

Enjoyed your poem for its elegance and subtelty.

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Ray Lucero 03 November 2007

Raveendran, The history of British and American colonization is appalling. As you know, I write against these injustices. What Euro-invaders did to Native Americans is one of the greatest genocides in history. It may get worse before it gets better...but it will my Brother, because what the power-elite do not know is that God's Will shall prevail. Peace, Ray

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