I will let loose against you the fleet-footed vines-- <br />I will call in the Jungle to stamp out your lines! <br />The roofs shall fade before it, <br />The house-beams shall fall; <br />And the Karela, the bitter Karela, <br />Shall cover it all! <br /> <br />In the gates of these your councils my people shall sing. <br />In the doors of these your garners the Bat-folk shall cling; <br />And the snake shall be your watchman, <br />By a hearthstone unswept; <br />For the Karela, the bitter Karela, <br />Shall fruit where ye slept! <br /> <br />Ye shall not see my strikers; ye shall hear them and guess. <br />By night, before the moon-rise, I will send for my cess, <br />And the wolf shall be your herdsman <br />By a landmark removed; <br />For the Karela, the bitter Karela, <br />Shall seed where ye loved! <br /> <br />I will reap your fields before you at the hands of a host. <br />Ye shall glean behind my reapers for the bread that is lost; <br />And the deer shall be your oxen <br />On a headland untilled; <br />For the Karela, the bitter Karela, <br />Shall leaf where ye build! <br /> <br />I have untied against you the club-footed vines-- <br />I have sent in the Jungle to swamp out your lines! <br />The trees--the trees are on you! <br />The house-beams shall fall; <br />And the Karela, the bitter Karela, <br />Shall cover you all!<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mowgli-s-song-against-people/
