The Comet

I come in every age, I come again and again. Now I have come for the great revolution. I am the creator's deadly foe, the devastating comet of all times, On my forehead shines the burning fire of seven hundred hells. I am the piteous sighs in the heart of the creator repentant for his sinful creation. On this earth I am the shadow of the Gobi and the Sahara, I am the godless, unholy, bitter curse! FIying the banner of ruination I whirl madly through vast empty space, I fight alone and strike at God with my sharp poisoned arrow Entwining the entire creation around my tail I shower everywhere the flaming rains, of a million meteors. I have already devoured a universe but I can devour thirty more I am a calamity, a terrible accident, an evil curse of the universe! The midget fate hdd stretched his hands to catch and curb me. But look, the flames of my fire have burnt his hands and turned him into a helpless cripple. I known that trick of creation, I known where the creation, And so I kick at alI rules and regulations, and hit hard with my hammer on God's stony breast. I know that what the hoIlow stuffed God could not achieve would still be achieved! Therefore I rebel and welcome Revolution, I Therefore I dance and sing merrily! I spit at the face of death and blow out the burning fires of a thousand hells. The more people fume and rage the more I laugh and make fun of them, I move like a hurricane and my poisoned breath drives a mortal terror into the heart of all tyrannous kings, I burn the whole creation with the flames of my fire I crunch God into tiny pieces and swallow at a gulp a million hells. Filled with a bitter happiness I dance and sing like one gone mad. I build a burning fire in my bosom that I can roast God in its flames. I come in every age. It is time I have come for the great revolution. I am the creator's deadly foe, the devastating comet of all times! A I burn a flaming ladder of fire, I effortlessly sail over God's head The god of the universe sitting in his throne trembles in fear lest I brand on his pale forehead the sign of my terrible curse. Oh, how he makes me laugh and how the sound of my ringing laughter merges with the song of thunder and raging cyclone Clapping my hands in ecstasy I go whirling through empty space like some crazy kite, At the faintest touch of my breath volcanoes erupt with a roar and a million baby-snakes, coiled around my tail, hiss and lay bare their poisonous fangs! As the fierce tigress refrains from killing its prey with a single blow and keeping it steadily in sight plays with it with a gleaming cruel joy while the poor prey pants and whines So do I keep God within the range of my sight and play with him, laughing all the time my blood-curling demoniac laughter. I am that fiery tigress, the greatest calamity of all time! Drunk with blood I celebrate and rejoice today, From my tail emanates a dazzling radiance, filling the earth with a fierce, butal joy, God? There lies he, a poor captive, foaming at the lips in fear and frustration. He trembles and cowers afraid of the moment when I shall rush and jump on his wounded breast Or, like an angry black cobra whirling round a helpless frightened child I, a fierce Comet-cobra, the bitterest curse of all time, whirl round God as he sits there trembling in fear like that snake-encircled helpless child. Today sitting in the midst of a sad and suffering creation God trembles in fear lest the created, growing bigger than the creator, swallows him at last. [Translation: Kabir Chowdhury]