Kl23. Krishna Kills Kamsa Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

KRISHNA LEELA

The Demons' help Kamsa sought.
One by one they came and fought,
In the shape of a horse or bull,
With all their forces in full.

For Krishna, it was a child play,
An occasion for Him to display,
The sole purpose of His stay,
To destroy the demons away.

Kamsa's death to hasten,
Narada told him to listen,
That his killers were alive,
And his death was closeby.

Narada revealed the truth,
That Balarama and Krishna both,
Were Vasudeva's two own sons
But they were exchanged ones.

Kamsa's wrath knew no bound,
When, at last, the truth he found,
He took up his sword to kill
Vasudeva, saying he was unfaithful.

Not to kill the father, Narada said,
But his two sons, born and bred,
In whose hands, his death was certain,
Thus the Sage removed the curtain.

Akrura, his friend, Kamsa sent,
To bring the brothers, he went,
For an open arena wrestling fight,
With them in a broad day light.

To give their escape no chance,
To crush them at the gate entrance,
An elephant was kept on the spot,
This was the secret of his plot.

From Vrindavan to Mathura,
The brothers, Krishna, Balarama,
In chariot were taken by Akrura,
For the fight, as planned by Kamsa.

At the gate, the elephant rushed,
But Krishna with His hands pushed,
Broke its ivory with His strength,
This weapon stabbed it to death.

To enter the arena, the moment came,
Nervous, this time, Kamsa became,
Krishna challenged him for a fight,
Kamsa took Him, as a boy, very light.

The Lord pulled him from his seat,
In no time, He jumped on his chest,
With all His force, began to pound,
And he fell dead on the ground.