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Monday 13 November 2017

Our Holy Sins

Sculpture, Mask, Tears Bronze, Sadness









Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what will befall us!
Sins we’ve committed many
And huge like mountains!
Retribution is rolling down on us
And there is no escape!
Tears from innocent eyes
Which have fallen on this land
Have been crying for justice
Their voices are silent but shrill
God has heard their loud wail!

We have soiled ourselves
in our efforts to be clean
Entertained crimes in trying to be holy
We’ve submitted our mind and body
All our energies to worship our golden calf
while we crushed the  tender children
with the weighty rocks of our selfishness
Have heaped suffering on the poor
While feigning to be on the side of justice
Hypocrisy fits us well
Like a well stitched dress!

Oh Lord, Oh Lord! What will fall on us!
While protecting the holy animal
We have butchered the cowherd
How well we have been taught by sages,
We don’t feel a drop of remorse!
Oh Lord, aren’t you happy?
We are glorifying your name?
Oh Lord, aren’t you grateful to us
That we are standing vigilant
beside roads and highways ?


Mon, 12 November, 2017


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