Poem.

They came illiteracy,
were taught, they learnt
and were educated.
Exclaim it to me somebody
that they exist not, that
i was imagining them to be.
Hitherto still in imbroglio, i am
inquisitively aroused to ask thus:
what are the rationale
behind their deliberate deprival
over their preys,
that they are dillettante
or apathetic.
I puzzled over it,
how were they taught.
In their state of Tabula Rasa
who taught them,
where do they emanate from.
I sat sanitizing and
sympathizing solemnly their victims.
Ye obscurantists are…………..
caterpillers pulling down
fountain of knowledge
and understanding.

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