Mantra Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Yesterday
I was
With you,
Well wished
On the principle of
'One family on the earth.'

Matched my shoulder
With their
Pains and pleasures.

So the result is:
They looted the country
Our treasure,
Chastity of our mothers
And sisters!
Played Holi
In our blood,
Flowed the river!

Heaps of devastation
Everywhere!

Now
I am with arms,
In which cave do you hide!
Come... come out
Cowards!


Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra