Chant the Holy Name
Sprinkle around your soul, the flame
That devours the subtle body slowly
Turning you into a devotee
Caste, creed, religions
Are only bodily designations
Supersoul, our hearts contain
Neglecting him is the greatest bane
With a straw in my teeth
My sincere request, meek
Chant the Holy Name
There is no greater gain
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna
Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama
Rama Rama Hare Hare
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I liked this poem. Nicely written. HARE RAMA HARE, HARE KRISHNA.