when I was a child br the grim moralists br stood in corners br dispensing dry words; br the preachers with their smooth discourses br stood on library steps br in my teenage years br hoping to ensnare br young inquisitive minds; br the propagandists blared out on stage br or got on to the stations br and delivered persuasive tones on the radio; br but nowadays br it seems br these dry moralists br these changeling preachers br these weasel propagandists br they have all changed tact br they have turned to verse br to complete unfinished businessbr br Raj Arumugambr br