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He moans, "Oh! Calcutta;
Why do you sink?
In cauldron of cacophony, degrading hoodwinks.
Oh! Calcutta;
Why do you hide?
Behind the monolithic
'Might is right.'
Oh! Calcutta;
Where have you gone?
Emerge from the hiding
Out of the bygone.
Oh! Calcutta
The place of my birth
Your vandals go Scot-free
Without a guilty thought.
Oh! Calcutta
You writhe in pain
The potbellies pocket, all in your name."
He demands, "Hang politics, treacherous intrigues
Return her honor; Her stolen glories."


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