Dr. K. V. S. MURTI
Evil! you haunt ever
In our lives as dire ghost:
You seize every chance and
Strike, make us bleed and die.
Yet you do not seem to
Have a shape of yours, for
We know not how you seem.
But you catch our Crooked,
Who act as your agents;
Make us tremble at them
More than we fear your hand.
We hate your might and curse:
‘May your tribe perish,’ and
We know not when you’ll die.
But I thank you, for you
Drive me worship Mercy.
* Speech delivered at Hyderabad on the occasion of Sri L. N. Gupta’s death anniversary.