What seeing light,

Sputters and writhes,

In death gasps,

In the Stygian recesses

Of a dark and twisted mind?

Does the horrific rhythm

Of maniacal atrocities,

Fuelled by violent fantasies,

Turn his long night’s unrest,

Into a phantasmagoric devil’s foundry,

Where the tortured soul

Is dragged through the galaxies

In an excruciatingly doleful voyage,

Over the smouldering coals

Of the stars and the planets?

As the bleeding conscience

Festers and runs

And the churning seas

Spin the frail life-craft around,

The very sky

Echoes,

The horrid laughter

Of the countless dead souls

Slaughtered mercilessly,

In an eerie chorus

Of taunting mockery!

He who angers his gods,

By the mindless and violent breach

Of the universal moral law,

With such mocking cant

And cynical insouciance,

Needs only a split mischance,

To be dragged before the ancient altar,

To smell the dank mix

Of harsh incense and congealed blood

And see in the wild gleam

Of the knife-wielder’s eyes

The all too familiar ruthlessness -

The surging blood force

So purposefully bent

On rooting out the cause

Of all the bloody destruction,

And the appalling,serried mayhem!

The ironclad wheel of causality,

Grinds on inexorably,

As the ancient chant of the sages,

Rings forth, loud and clear

That eternal moral dictate-

"…Dharmasamsthapanarthaya,

Samabhavami Yuge Yuge"!*