In those bibliographical slants and loops
I found the mis rhymes of religious bigotry,
Offering are made to the beautified clay pottery,

All my creatures with four legs and tail,
Starve and roam so frail,
Quintals in drain, tons of grains
No one smells and no one eats,
It remains stale even to the parakeets!

Humility is a passe, kindness is no religion,
No spiritual discourse, no physical inertia,
They all shall mute to those bibliographical slants and loops!

Kiran Sakkar Sudha