Explore "Kitchener's School" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
_Being a translation of the song that was made by a Mohammedan / schoolmaster of Bengal Infantry (some time on service at Suakim) / when he heard that the Sirdar was taking money from the English to / build a Madrissa for Hubshees -- or a college for the Sudanese, 1898._
Oh Hubshee, carry your shoes in your hand and bow your head on your / breast! / This is the message of Kitchener who did not break you in jest. / It was permitted to him to fulfil the long-appointed years; / Reaching the end ordained of old over your dead Emirs.