Oh See, See the scary plight of the downtrodden
Lost and lonely, they tread that path, while praying to the atman
See, just see how they cry bloody tears
See their faces, all of their peers
Full of misery, full of agony
They lament not and wait patiently
Death shall surely bring victory!
If living is such an impiety
Can't the Holy Lord be merciful?
Saving those downtrodden from a fate so fallen
Shall give them a joy so silken
Yet, blind, deaf and dumb he chooses to remain
Even when faced with the venerations of those maimed!
Oh see, see the scary plight of those lamed!
Do bring an end to this era
Dark it is shining with all its aura
Sensitive souls seeking the uplifting
Glad shall you be in a state of rewarding
Patience, and remember my blessing!
Thus spoke the Holy Lord
His ways are surely the pure ones
As watchful and peaceful is his state
And mindful He is towards our fate!
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