Sarpasatram 3- Janamejaya

Emperor Parikshith Had married many a maiden. Born to queen Iravati Was his heir apparent, Janamejaya. Just a young boy he was When Parikshith was killed The queen ruled over Indraprastha until he came of age. Right from childhood His heart burned of an unstinted Desire to avenge His father's death by the snake king. He knew how the rishi Wanted to forgive his father But Takshaka would not budge He was at his wits edge. 'Just a venomous hiss Could burn the world down, What chance do I have? ' The king had thin grown. Seeing his plight His mother and her advisors Thought, she might Take on the enemy. But, for her son One was not enough To eradicate the snakes Was his resolve. Someone vile In his coterie suggested A Sarpasatram A yajna, for the very end. Before the holy fire Rishis'd chant the sarpamantra So falling prey to the ire But, the snakes can't resist. They'd be drawn By the powerful hymns To the holy deadly fire And die a fearful death. His mother Queen Iravati Advised him, 'Never get Carried away by anger, Anger brings disaster. 'Your father, the best Example, is no more Aswathamah lives on But, a living example. 'Pray Lord Maheswara To take away your anger Let the snakes live, and You live too, in peace.' But young ears listen to No advice. Sarpasatram it was. Designed to eradicate snakes Cruelty extreme it was.