English has left England
since long,
reluctantly
it went
with
oppressors,
tradesmen,
missionaries
to unite
kingdoms, challenge boundaries
of distant
lands,
through
cants
forced their
tongue
into every
foreign thoughts
for easing
their stance
looted,
plundered, murdered
until English,
went out of leash
completely
out of hands
pronto to
who does it belong.
Now the evolved
language appears strange
when even
the natives speak or write
errors
beyond imaginable range
abound;
sound far from right.
Writers weep
in their graves
their tongue
demised for greed
emancipated English
strikingly behaves
but England
pays no heed;
how can
they,
today the
patois has betrayed;
the voice alas, on a fateful day,
went unwillingly for trade.
Sad that matching natives of today
write or
speak gibberish
that once upon a
time,
was also called English.
Written in good humour for those who are very compassionate towards writers of non-English origin
Written in good humour for those who are very compassionate towards writers of non-English origin
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