in its true radiance and glory
was submerged in the water,
full of chaotic Rasp
that the sea behold.
They chanted the songs of hymn,
and danced on the Rhythm of the Dholaki,
dressed in their festival fineries.
bidding adieu to the Goddess,
in the ghats of dust and swarm.
The sea, the river, the holy water
witnesses the wreckage,
the colourful lead package
and the debris of men's devotion.
Year after year.
in silent mourn.
Hey, men Spare that! Find a creative solution. Let your devotion lead the aspirations and not contaminate the holy water with leads. Remember, Rivers are also goddesses, they are the mother which supports our existence on this planet.