He is indeed by far
The mercy avatar
For he bore the blood
During the love flood
As companion to Gaur
Life was less is more
Distributing a wealth
For everyone’s health
Committed to the name
And establishing its fame
He went door to door
In the effort to explore
He went with Haridas
Many gains, no loss
With interesting reception
Prepared for any rejection
Jagai/Madai, there in queue
The loud obnoxious two
Met more than their match
When Nitai did dispatch
They swayed, they fell
Totally drunk as hell
Nitai gave a thought
“These men shall not rot
Must be given a chance
To sing and to dance
To the ultimate sound
Head up, feet to the ground
If they can succeed
That’s all we need
Gaur’s mission is won
To home we will run”
Unknowing such a plus
They raised a nasty fuss
Hit the head of Nitai
As if to say ‘Goodbye’
But Nitai did stand up
Told Gaur not to chop
The thugs’ lives to spare
Hearts turned then and there
The two lowly drunks
Practically became monks
Like a victorious Skanda
Credit to Nityananda
Hoping this finds you in the best of health and spirit.
Your servant,
Bhaktimarga Swami