Pretence
Hark!
What the priest speaks in the mosque
O, yes he talks about a thief
Who had betrayed his own chief
The way the priest spoke of hell
About a deep, horrible well
And the lessons which he taught
Moved everyone’s heart
The emotional speech of the priest
Brought tears even to the eyes of beast
In the mosque were heard only cries
And deep sobs and sighs
Everyone seemed afraid of God
Invocated Him with broken heart
To pardon their sins of the past
Very soon and very fast
Coming out from the mosque
The priest told his colleague
I have done a big task
But this must not you leak
I have stolen a farmer’s gold box
And his young healthy ox
His colleague stared at him
You always say ‘don’t sin’
But you yourself are a thief
A deity man putting others in grief
Don’t open your mouth
Lest I shall send you to the south
The priest held his throat
Don’t make thyself a scapegoat
The villagers love and trust me
It will prove fruitful for me and thee
We will be priests in the day lights
And total beasts during the nights
The farmer to whom I stole the ox
And a loaded gold box
Came to me with his grief
Told me to curse the thief
I cursed the thief
And pretended to share his grief
Hypocrisy, lie and pretence
For us have a great importance
If stronger we are in pretence
The people will surely trust us
And for stealing an ox and a box
No need to wear the skin of fox
We will speak high in the mosque
And will freely do our task
As much as we can
Without any hurdle and without any ban
His colleague agreed with him
And started to help in the sin
Of theft and pretence
In the priest’s presence
One night breaking into a house
The priest’s colleague frightened by a mouse
Cried and yelled aloud
And thus gathered a large crowd
The crowd captured the colleague
And handed him over to the police
The colleague mentioned the name of the priest
Who was to invited to the police feast
The angry villagers shaved his beard and hair
And tied him to a chair
People came from different parts of village
To see the animal in the a cage
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