They churned the ocean
Together
The Devas and the Asuras.
May be
Both were deaf and dumb,
And loveless too.
They did not extract
From the deep waters
Music and songs.
They selfishly desired
Many possessions,
Did not want to die and
Extracted sleep from the ocean.
Sleep is not death.
Both feared death
That was here before them
They knew why.
Mere existence failed their intents,
They did not know
And made us suffer the various pains,
Off and on.
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