Krishna... Krishna... Poem by RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL

he was born to the head
Of a cowherd's, but was
In the jail with his mother,
amd was smuggled out
In abasket through a river
On a rainy day, brought up
Hidden, since his cruel
Murderous uncle was told
By the astrologers that his
Nephew will kill him, And so
the king ordered all the male
Children to be killed,
And sent demons to kill
His nephew whom Krishna
killed one by one.
As a boy strong though
He was killed his cruel uncle,
And made all subjects happy.
He danced with all damsels,
Fell in love with his consort
Radha which the poets
Described in millions,
To tell the man woman
Love story so dear
To human kind as always.
He grew up to be the wisest,
Killed the monster serpeant,
In the river Kalindi, dancing
The dance of death on
The seven headed monster.
He took the side of Pandavas
And advised the brother
Of Emperor. who lost their
Empire to their cousins
Winning in a deceit game
Of dice, to go to war,
And not flinch killing his
Own cousins for the sake
Of righteousness of men.
The war was won his life
Mission fulfilled, he was killed,
On his return through a forest,
By the poisioned arrow
Of a tribal who mistook Krishna's
Feet for a bird.on the ground.
Krishan's advice is the holy
Gita, where he says he will
Return everytime whenever
There is injustice enmasse,
For the humankind.
Hence, I pray to thee,
To return now, to make peace
In our minds so much filled
With greed, violence
And avarice to be rich and famous.