Surely, if Cain could kill Able justifiably, what is Teheran to a Cain multiplied a trillion times since god destroyed Babel?
Badri Raina Delhi
What a day that was for human advancement,
When Just a little boy took out a civilization.
Within a jiffy of reckoning,
Pieces of pale “wicked” skin were pasted
On to stone and bramble, as those
That were the living innocent became
Twisted chunks of charcoal.
The world’s only true man, sitting
In a pristine white house, clapped his hands,
Heaved an onerous sigh at the accomplishment.
The world had been saved, and, more
To the point, edgewise, the reds given
A foretaste of “manifest destiny.”
And like a tasty dish, a second helping
Was served three days after at Nagasaki.
Some six rotten decades or more after,
There is another tough true man, and
No-nonsense lady—does she get around, though—
Who admonish that the Hiroshima of our day
Could be Teheran, should that ancient generation
Fail to see that the Calvinist and the Zionist
Have the God-given right to send
Blight and pestilence wherever the might
Of the twosome is side-stepped by fancy-footed
Others , aspring to be able to put
Their own wherewithal on the table.
Surely, if Cain could kill Able justifiably,
What is Teheran to a Cain multiplied
A trillion times since god destroyed Babel?
The world that is must be taught for all time
To ring but one subservient chime—
God made the yankee a special kind of monkey,
And rest of the world a donkey, donkey, donkey.
So, monkey ride rough shod,
Such be the will of god.