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O Great Man O Great Man those who strewed thorns in your path Today offer you flowers and sing your praises

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–now this is really too much – –

During the dark procession of time
You lit the flowers of light
but these impostors, these villains
crushed. extinguished those flowers
today those flowers of light turned in to wildfire
and those villains are fanning that wildfire
–O now this is too much

Like an elephant ramming a gate
you pounded on the temple door,
the stones of the temple shook.
Under the holi name of the religion
they long ago enslaved the gods
your honest painful claim
of the right to see the gods
was demolished, thrown out of the village
Now they decorate the great tree
that sprouted on that spot
–now this is really too much –
It is clear that nature belongs to all
but these people bought that too
Every drop of water in Chowdar Tank
was stamped with their name:
the alert Watchman of this culture
guarded the imprisoned water
They feared that your touch would poison the water and
they anointed you with your own blood
when you are dying of thrist.
And now they pour water
into the mouth of your stone effigy
, – – Oh now this is too much.

By: Mrs. Hira Bansode

Translated by Jayant Kare and Eleanor Zelliot

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