Oh Krishna, from your heavenly abode so high, Listen to the cries of those who wonder why, We know you're not just in grand temples' sight, But everywhere, in the day and in the night.
Do you hear the pleas of those in despair? Or do VIP queues for your darshan seem unfair? What's the secret in these lines they find, While you, O Krishna, in simplicity are enshrined?
You don't need money, silver, or gold, Yet offerings are made, stories untold, In dreams, make them understand, I implore, It's the needy and the poor you truly adore.
Has your pure message been led astray? By those who seek power in your name today? Why chant "Hare Krishna" but act with division? Teach them, Krishna, in dreams, your true vision.
Have you become a deity for the elite? I hope not, for that wouldn't be right, In temples, they keep women at bay, Yet sing of Radha in devotion's display.
Why glorify Nara without Narayani's grace? When it's known together, they embrace, Whisper in their hearts, make it plain, Without women, there's no life's sweet refrain.
Hear this plea, O Krishna, from a heart so sincere, Spread your message of love, let it be clear, In every temple, and in every devotee's dream, Let compassion and equality be the theme.
~Dr Intaj Malek
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