End is Certain
The world is shifting, not the same,
We’ve faltered as a human race.
No one’s safe on this forsaken plane,
Even the righteous lose their grace.
In Kali Yuga’s shadowed prime,
One plea remains, one urgent call:
Oh Prabhu, we need you now,
For Kali pursh looms over all.
The age of chaos spreads its gloom,
The good have fallen, lost their way.
People chant your sacred name,
As we wander through this disarray.
Man has bartered souls for fleeting gain,
Women peddle selves through screens.
Neither safe from this cruel fate,
As darkness twists our shattered dreams.
The virtuous bleed while villains reign,
We need Kalki’s light to guide.
In this turmoil, help us find
A path to peace where truth resides
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