AN AUTUMNAL HYMN

O Divine Mom Durge

Please come on riding

A lion, the king of the

Jungle to enlighten us

By teaching us

Discipline in food and

Conjugal habits.

O Divine Mom, please

Come on riding a tiger

From whom we can

Learn self-dependency

And diplomacy to

Manage our socialism

And domestic life

Properly.

O Goddess Bhabani

Omnipotent Mom,

Please come on riding

A boat and arrive at 

The coast of our land

To guide us in the

Chaotic ocean of the

Ultra-modern world

So as to reach the

Port of a Paradisiac

Domain full of brotherhood

And perfect

Manhood ruled by

The Divine Figure.

O Chaste Mom, please

March on to the modern

Tavern with your sharp 

Weapons without delay

Accompanying all of

Your deadly companions

To punish the enemies of

Our beautiful mankind

Whose sadistic activities

Always disfigures the

Entity and integrity of

The Mothers' Race.

O Mother, each year

You please drive onto

The global surface

By riding on Your

Majestic Flying Chariot

Accompanying with

Your beloved

Mahayogi-better half

Lord Maheshwar to

Shower Your protective

Blessings upon the

innocent global mass.

O our Dear Savior

Mom! please throw your

Omnipotent benevolent

Dart from Your Divine

Bow to take over the

Devilish strength of the

Global nuclear war

Mongers.

O Our Divine Omnipresent

Mother ! please solicit

Your better half to please

Give up His benevolence for

The time being to finish

The inhuman activists from

The globe by virtue of the

Ethereal Fire of His third

Eye without compromise...

O Our loving Mom! You may

Or may not pay a courtesy

Visit us during every

Autumn, however, You must

Convey boon to us, your

Disturbed sons and

Daughters, through Wind god

From Your Kailash

Villa for enabling us to tackle

Any adversity of the present

Incompatible atmosphere.