RELIGIOUS
FRENZY
M.G. Narasimha Murthy
As golden sunbeams stream from the sky,
Towering temples, steeples bright,
dazzling minarets in splendour rise.
Sacred precincts the pious throng,
Chant sonorous hymns,
Sing soulful songs,
Recite prayers, day after day,
And crave for peace and harmony,
While scheming leaders
And their evil gangs
Have other aims and sinister plans:
Play treacherous politics
With devilish tricks,
Abuse tenets of true religion
And sow seeds of hate and suspicion,
Poison innocent minds
And destroy love and compassion.
Villains hired and criminals lured
Loot, burn, rape and kill.
Gruesome sights of broken heads,
Streams of blood and bodies dead
Fill the hearts with horror and. dread.
While helpless victims shudder and scream,
Heartless fanatics sneer and grin.
The sinking sun glaring red,
Hides behind burning clouds
And darkness covers the gory scene.