Oh, Lord Krishna!
I have done some terrible things,
I do not deny that.
I am a monster, a demon,
It is a fact.
I will defend myself,
To do so is my right.
Karma demands that I be punished,
But I will go down with a fight.
But before you will slay me,
Pause for a moment,
Look up above and tell me,
What do you see?
Billions of your children inhabit the Earth,
A billion more they will engender.
No force is mighty enough to stop them,
Heaven, Earth, and the Nether,
All three worlds they will soon conquer.
Hence, I beseech you,
Once you slay me, slay them too.
Like the Kauravas, once again, unfortunately,
You will have to kill your own family.
Like the Yadavas, an entire race is,
Sinking in a cesspool of turpitude and sleaze.
For you may be their Lord, they pray to you,
But once your back is turned, in your name,
Ghastly and dreadful things they do.
The murderer who bathes in the Ganga,
Hoping that his sins will be washed away.
The driver who speeds recklessly on the highway,,
Stopping at every shrine on the way to pray.
The cow vigilante, the divisive leader,
All have benefitted from your good nature.
Taking advantage for your kindness,
Hoping for your forgiveness,
It is time to teach them too, a lesson.
But alas! My end seems to be near,
These vile creatures will soon take over.
And as they have done with everyone else,
With all other species, with all other creatures,
Put me and the other Asuras to the pastures.
But my Lord! In a battle with you to die,
Is an honour even for a demon like me,
I will console myself that I may not lived,
But at least l will die with dignity.
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here." - From "The Tempest" by William Shakespeare