Defiler
O! Performing artist of the weak and fickle mind.
Multi-headed serpent, frothing the air, in poisoned breath.
Degenerating, the Supreme, through creative lores,
As visuals of the divine masters, in naked glory.
Over awed prevaricator of the Holy Form.
Liberator? Struggling under the yoke of truth.
Throw not thy burden, thy duty to the human race.
The wheels of time, in time, will smother you to dust.
Lo! Hussain M.F., why did you not bleed.
Thrash your chest, to burning red, in anger.
For you upsurge the holy word of Allah;
Dismember incarnations of the Almighty; Now.
Copyright © Jai Garg | Year Posted 2008
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