Stealing Idols From The Temples Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

The racketeers kidnap the idols
from the temples built long ago.
They lift the finials atop the towers
as they attain Iridium, the rare metal
being exposed to lightning for long.
They sell the artefacts to wellwishers
of other cults and cultutres.

The culprits need not leave their trade
as the love of gold doesn't fade.
Even the Cricketers are married to gold
tying thick chains around their necks.
The chains jump out and glint
when they hit a sixer or uproot the stumps.

Don't melt the idols to get blazing gold
to glaze the eyes of bitches and witches.
Convert the idols by tying a chains of Cross
around the necks or putting caps on their heads.
The kind of theft is as old as the temples themselves.
Why don't you use modern technology?