Book of Inebriated Ascetic verse#11
As I inhaled a fresh drag of weed, outside the temple,
I bumped into the Messenger of God, he cried,
"We're from the Land of Yogis and not Hippies,
Stop aping their culture, East is better than the West!"
"Fair enough", I exhaled, "Time to divide this world,
No Western weed pipe for Yogis, no Eastern weed for Hippies
And hence we'd live The Great Hypocrite's incomplete Life."
The temple bells chimed. "Your Preach time!", I saluted.
- Shivin Varghese Unitholi