I learnt it from Emerson,
Red-faced pink colour Brahma
With the three heads
And hands representing four Vedas.
I saw the folks
Taking away the clay idol of Brahma
On a wooden leg-pulled trolley,
A pink-hued god looking so lovely
Just like the pink lotus petals.
Where will people learn from
None can say it
Who will teach in which way,
Where will knowledge and wisdom come from,
What will inspire whom?
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