Of their crimes against humanity we read of and we hear
Yet of violent and dangerous criminals why should we live in fear
They deliberately kill and injure people that they do not even know
The seeds of the worst of karma for themselves they only sow
One can say soul-less people they are consumed by hate
They leave a trail of sorrow and havoc they create
They must have such bad mentors for to think in such a way
To the universal karma their price will be huge to pay
They wilfully murder people for their Gods honour and name
But their Gods will disown them for bringing on them shame
The families of their victims left to grieve for their loss
The burden of grief on them it is a heavy cross
The sort of karma we sow we have to reap one day
And for their heinous crimes a huge price they must pay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem