Sir V.S.Naipaul,
Vidiadhar Surajprasad Naipaul, tell you, tell you
About your ancestors who left India
As indentured labourers long ago
During the British period
Of those imperial days
In ships
Sailing far
To unknown destinations
And the poor and illiterate mass going to,
O, Trinidadian writer of Indian decent
Relocating, retrieving,
You appear to be a hero
In the goggles, I mean the sunglasses
Rebuffing you all,
Sir V.S.Naipaul,
Rebuffing and rebutting it all,
Scolding the writers
At conferences
When out of temper,
Oh, the angry young man not,
But the angry old man of literature,
Sir Naipaul
The mimic man
Mimicking it all!

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