The general elections were around
One of the leaders of the area
With neck full of garlands
Was proceeding in a motorcade
Alike a victorious king marching in a victory procession
While moving ahead they reached a ‘Devi Pitha’
Where a special ‘Puja’ was offered
A large crowd was waiting to see the animal sacrifice
And longing for the‘prasad’
With a believe that if ‘prasad’ is taken
During this particular ‘Puja’ celebration
All lives would be prosperous, smooth and happier
A sacrificial lamb was tied in a rope
At a distance in the back yard of the temple
It was grazing green leaves and staring at times
A garland in its neck was seemingly gorgeous
When the procession reached the temple
The lamb glanced at the leader time and again
Whom did a large crowd follow?
The crowd swelled up gradually around the temple
The lamb stopped eating and started bleating restlessly
Looking at the leader and appeared miserable
The crowd was witnessing both of them surprisingly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
still going on this torture in our country...what kind of a 'presad'