Punch – I
I am the Promethean rebel-lion!
Truly, my stomach pains and derails
When I eat vegetables
Even for a little green-week.
My hunger is more red and blue.
More holiness craving passion.
More core to me than your imposing
Dark-kindness and darker-laws.
Oh, Cow-vigilantes,
You are a communal-volcano
Of evolved cowards and parasites.
You should prefer green-tea now.
Because,
Holy cow’s milk is meant for calves.
But I am the Promethean rebel-lion!
I want both, holy cow’s holy-milk and holy-flesh.
Simply because, I too want to pen an Epic
Like the butcher turned first poet Valmiki,
Who penned the first Epic, Ramayana, after feasting
So many holy cows’ holy-milk and holy-flesh.
Ha, Cow-protectors became Green
And saffron everywhere by eating and ruminating
Age-old as well as modern Grass,
Surviving-dead-literature and Vedic-violence.
You can't digest the ancient holy-truth that
I am divine Red and royal Blue
In blood and in life,
For holding dynamic-future,
Penning about Himalayan-pasteurization
And pounding the Earth,
Rhythmically,
Vigorously,
Straightly,
Dotingly,
Dawn to dusk,
In a milky-way,
In a fleshy-way!
Punch – II
My beloved
country was never
a milch India.
My beloved
country is a tolerant
lioness!
Oh, Cow-guardians,
you are
the inventors
of nomadic-hatred.
You are
the theorists
of evolved-intolerance.
Like your Vedic-
evil-intruders,
you are poisoning
the modern-veins
and social-structure of my land,
Its ancient
sacred-secularism.
But,
I am the patriotic
Promethean rebel-lion!
I will bury
your dividing Sanghi-fungi
anti-internationalism.
I will bury your cow and bull
fanatic-tetanus-shit
beyond the folding folders
of the non-religious Arabian sea.
I will fight
for universal Beef-Biryani-
right.
I will fight
for my country’s
secular appetite.
I will lynch down
the bloody henchmen
in their theatre of bloodshed.
I will trumpet
their defeatism
in every Non-Veg ear and air.
But oh!
Poor vegans, don’t worry,
be green and be happy always.
Because, this verse
is never meant for you.
This is a Universal
Non-Veg verse.
This is a raw-
meat roasting wisdom.
This is a
purified punishment
using Promethean-fire.
This is a divinely-
programmed rebellion.
This is a solar-flare
beheading
the blinding-intolerance
and the well-known cunningness
and the barbarism of the
“Survival Of The Fittest”!
