Mohandas K. Gandhi had
his blackboard of life wiped off
into the dust BY despicable disgust,
by the duster of destiny,
when he was swept off that Durban train, although in possession of perfectly paid for and PURCHASED valid first-class ticket for the journey whose destination hadn't yet been passed by or over, either by way of absent-mindedly being naively overlooked
or by devious present-bodiedly overstaying, swept aside and off by way of
the tyranny of a TEGUMENTAL TAUNT because HE DID NOT MATCH THE COLOUR CODES CUNNINGLY LEFT UNMARKED
BY THE DEVIANT GREAT TOES OF COLONIALISM'S CALLUS BUNIONS!
THAT HURT MOST AND BOTH
ON THE WEIGHT-BEARING AREAS
OF THE WALKER AND WALKED OVER!
