Balaramkrishnadas: The faith, fair prayer and the love of God
shattered by religious rockets and bombs
The wicked commandments
of those who breathe merely to slaughter
the sacrificial goat, earth
for exchange of heavens.
For pleasure in this and the next world-
strangle they the cosmic forms of life
with all its beauty and sighs!
Thy Love, Oh! Father, why kept Thee on these living ones!
Thy sheeps, in vain, weep for a break
from the slaughterer’s hateful looks.
Thy Love, let it pour as tropical rains.
And Thy Wrath as meteors seek the asuras’ heads.