 | Into a bare handful of bones and skin Pour just an ounce or so of flesh and blood; Put in a heart loveful as Sea in flood; Likewise a mind sea-deep and free from sin,
Fix on two jumboo ears,... two goo-goo eyes Paint on a smile of babe at mother's breast, In close a soul that caps Himavat's crest; And speaks with tongue which honey's sweet defies;
The "stuffing"? Goat's milk, soya-beans and dates, Now, cover to brim with suffering human's years; And bake this dish in gaol for one score years Take out and garnish it with pariah mates,
Wrap up in rag, prop up with lithe bamboo And serve; The world Redeemer; Our Bapu. |