Illiterate and impious is he
Who lives on selling nut;
And his brother runs his family
By selling Jhal-Muri*.
But you, o the bull of religion,
Live on selling religion.
But you hope they will go to hell
And you will be rewarded
with the big blue-eyed hoor al-Ayn of paradise.
*one kind of Bengali food made of chilly and cereal of rice patched on hot sand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great write about the hypocrisy of selling religion for his own self importance!
Exactly. Thanks for your nice comment.