Harmony

Frazzle faiths, ingrained faiths in your minds,
Disappear the tattoed Hindu heads, disintegrate,
Deny anointment.  No priests show their visage,

Poverty is a crime, poverty, a shame, a disgrace,
Vociferous priests preach calumny, deviation,
Poverty is a punishment of God, they say,
A worm in the flesh.  Terribly agononizing.

Rotten sweetness emit odour of antichrist,
Voiceless lumbast hurts the ears of the devotees,

Preachers zoom their bald heads, searching vainly
The disappeared lice that now laugh from the heaven.

Dudder of priests from all religions grumbled
Diminutive brains they have, devotees keck,

The white garments cover sins of priests and saints,
Lambs bleat helplessly, utterly dejected,

The holy laughter of the priests shakes poor hearts,

Rains do not wash the hearts of the Hindus, Muslims, Christians
Priests dish the dirt and fill venom in their arteries, veins...
Corrupt life.  Gold is adored, not God, not God.  Calumny!

Lips repeat spirituality, hands stained with sins.
See the blood stains on the apparel.  Pure white, but stained.

Priests evoke hatred, hatch hatred,  break sanctity.
Oh! don't corrupt religion.  Bring harmony.   Harmony, love....