I was one of those who were lashed
to the muzzles of the cannons
for our part in the struggle for liberation,
that which they called the Sepoy Rebellion.
The balls that smashed us to smithereens
continued on through the years
knocking piece by piece off their empire.
The last thing I saw was the British flag
that had already lost its red and blue –
on its way to becoming a fluttering rag,
white as oblivion.
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the photograph used was found on the internet here:
https://victorianweb.org/history/empire/1857/nypl8.html
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