Thrash the Grain Against the Chaff

O' master of my heart! Pray to thee Thrash the grain against the chaff This heart is sterile and barren like a babe has its partner but without being grave Let it have union with thee to create a zygot of virtuosity When the foetus is ready to move around the womb don't let it guard on its own since the soul on its own is in grave danger may be attacked by the devil stranger Pray to thee , let the baby come out safe of the narrow passage And rear it up like a mother and father and then a guide since roads of life are diverse laned and wide here the traffickers know no traffic rules Be the traffic police to guide its way so never it has any negative sway O' Master! pray to thee become its nurse therefore it may cast away the appalling curse Govind Goyal Assistant Professor IMS Law College, Noida