Scheming politicians_ are there other types?
Have always known that nothing unites
People as readily as a common enemy
To the Shias Satan is a Sunni
Hitler used the Jews Paisley pointed at Papists
The Chinese blame Dalai Lama and the Buddhists.
In India the age-old Hindu Muslim divide
Has triggered many a deadly fratricide.
This woeful practice can be said to’ve taken shape
When the Shah Jehan was followed by Aurangzeb
Who specialised in destroying Hindu temples
And did not hesitate on their rights to trample
Introducing a forcible conversion program
We burn your village unless you convert to Islam.
The partition of India ripped out the swab
And exposed the bleeding sore beneath the scab.
Narendranath Modi was always aware
That if he engineered a Muslim scare
His fundamentalist Hindu faction
Could end up ruling the whole nation.
For centuries they played a game of tit for tat
Often more than exchanging insults and brickbats
A woman is raped in a Hindu village
And Muslims are treated to arson and pillage.
In a mandir a decaying and putrid
Ghai’s head is worth a dead pig in a masjid.
It’s been like that since the beginning of history
But it’s enough to look at events post- Babri
The destruction of this Muslim place of worship
Did the fragile co-existence fatally rip
Modi followed this by a masterful campaign
Swearing that he was the man to erase the stain
Of Muslim presence on the pure Hindu landscape
Wiping out the blots of the original rape
Carried out by Mughal emperors and their hordes
Murderously sweping Hindu rights overboard.
It’s not untrue that Pakistan Intelligence
Committed untold acts of belligerence
In India, but the killing of Hindu pilgrims
By arson on that Godhra train by Muslims
Was pure invention _ it was just an accident
But it was a godsend to use as incitement
For a profitable campaign of hatred
Tantamount to the waving of a red
Rag to an angry bull in a china shop
The killing started which he did nothing to stop
Winking at his mainly Hindu police force
To allow the killing to run its course
Refusing to let extra men leave their barracks
Whilst angry Hindus unleashed their lethal attacks
Killing defencelss women and their babies
Burning huts stocks goats chickens and fruit trees.
The attacks left over two thousand lifeless
Over one hundred thousand people homeless
Three hundred mosques and dargahs flattened
So many hopes and dreams coming to an end
It was impossible to count how many rapes
How many near misses and narrow escapes.
He’s now ready for the next election
And campaigns for Hindu domination
Which his BJP party wins by a landslide
In the affairs of man there is indeed a tide.
The toothless international community
Is convinced that he acted with impunity
In conniving in the massacre of thousands
And imposes upon him _ travel bans
He is for many a persona non grata
But he acts like it does not matter.
The tactics that worked for Gujarat
Will be applied to the whole of Bharat
And this barely educated sinister
Man ends up as India’s prime minister
Modi did not need to be a genius
When like a wand he can wave Muslim animus
His Open Sesame, the syllogism
I’ll do anything to curtail the Muslims
Ergo I’m a defender of the Hindu
And therefore manifestly the man for you.
The moment he’s in the need of a poll booster
He introduces a punitive measure
Order a mandir built on a Muslim shrine
The polls go up the more the Muslims whine.
One valuable trump card he flashed was to strip
Muslims of Assam the Indian citizenship.
Another one was good value for money
Revoke Kashmir’s state of semi-autonomy.
So new elections and a landslide victory
Obviously down to his hate-filled oratory.
He presides o’er decay and growing poverty
Vanishing of India’s erstwhile spirituality.
Muslims accused of killing cow and eating beef
Causing them unimaginable grief
There are more and more instances of rape
With the perpetrators managing to escape.
He’s been doing all right Jack consolidating
His hold hoping for further upgrading
When a punch in the face, a proper knock-out
In the shape of the pandemic broke out.
Though India is a scientific powerhouse
He is ill-equipped to deal with the covid louse
This semi-literate man is deaf to science
He’ll only heed to the voice of his conscience
He believes in the power of prayers
He’s had solid guarantees from his soothsayers
With elections looming he needs speeches, rallies
He must mingle with crowds, be seen kissing babies.
The inevitable duly happened
With a million dead forecast, Heaven forfend!
Weep weep for the good people of Lakshadweep
An archipelago in the Arabian Sea
It’s pristine beauty, peaceful life-style ain’t for keeps
Its Muslims a thorn in the flesh of Mister Modi
Two hundred kilometres from the Indian coast
Once justly known as India’s jewel in the ocean
They’ll inevitably lose the right to this boast
Now that Modi has appointed his own minion
Praful Khoda Patel to be his proconsul
To deal with those turbulent Muslims islanders
Once his trusted minister, he’s very hopeful
That he’d happily carry out all his orders
The people used to catch tuna and milk their goats
They prayed, had picnics on the beach and did not drink
Were experts at diving, swimming and mending boats
Their society was crime-free they needed no clink
All this was soon to change once Patel had landed
The Consumption of beef was now made unlawful
But of all his measures the most heavy-handed
Was the brazen lifting of the ban on alcohol
Patel drew a slew of new punitive measures
Dear to the heart of his master in New Delhi
Detention without trial would delight for sure
The divisive bigot Shri Narendra Modi-jee
Land confiscation without due compensation
Which surely fan the flames of Muslim anger will
Since it’s all too clear that it’s Praful’s intention
To build a good number of Hindu mandils
To encourage devout Hindutva to emigrate
To this Muslim paradise, compete and prosper
So they can take over, dominate and dictate
Until the Muslims, in their own land turn paupers
Praful’s boss would have opened wide his eyes with glee
About who’s eligible for council office_
Oh the originality of my man’s decree!
More than two kids, and you are disbarred in a trice