No evil incarnation has so far dared enter our world
Strutting about as the sole savior of our abode
The blood-thirsty wolf would love to be taken for a lamb
It was the golden deer that led goddess Sita astray
Satan assumed the shape of serpent to pollute the heavenly Eden
Judas put on the guise of a soul-mate to betray Jesus
A certain hideousness keeps company with all meanness
Murderers would love to be renowned as martyrs glorious
No clarion-calls for bloodiness for the sheer evil delight
Of course, a hidden dagger is as murderous as the one drawn out
The Evil-One prefers whisperings subtle , seductive , potent
Man should see through the thick darkness of Night
And if he could, Morning benign would greet him with Light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem