Founder Acharya His Divine Grace
A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada

Poem: Chant, Chant Chant!
By Vineet Meharia   |  May 21, 2020


Standing in queue

Desperately buying toilet paper to wipe away their anxiety 

The fear of the uncertain and the unknown

Sticks to them with industrial strength glue 


The mask that they put on

But a manifestation 

of the one they’ve been wearing all along 

Just that others can see it clearly now 


The distance they are forced to maintain 

from one another

Only making visible

How aloof and apart they have grown 


Look !

Common folks trembling at sore throats

Doctors working in raincoats

Presidents looking for scapegoats

Governments promising treasury notes, ventilators 

vaccines and retribution

All in exchange for a fistful of votes 


See !

The poor and the wretched are hungry

The über rich worried about industry

TV channels scream conspiracy

Dictators helm democracy

Mankind’s collective descend into insanity 

Seems painfully complete


With debauchery and deceit

The result of man wanting to make God obsolete 


While it certainly looks all bleak and dire 

And though it did come right out of the blue 

Disease and death is nothing new

Yet another reminder of what is temporary 

And what is True 


Thus, it is in times like these

That we must redouble our desire

To rid ourselves of material quagmire

We must not pause, we must not cease

To chant and chant and chant and pray

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Hare

Hare Rama Hare Rama, Rama Rama Hare Hare

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