A curse from the land of Kannagi

Hey India...! How many atrocities
Have you committed
To our Tamil people
In how many ways did we plead
By urging, crying, propitiating
And by burning ourselves
Nothing fell in your ears
Now I have one more to give you

With eyes swollen crying
Looking at the baby
That lay curled
Dead in hunger
And with uncombed hair
And with burning heart
Having wailed in sorrow
From the land of Kannagi
Thus I give you a deadly curse

Brought up in the ways of Kural
Lived in the ways of Ethical
Thus I sing you justice

We hailed you as Mother
But you made us wail at you as devil!
Hereafter you and I are separated!

Hey India!
Let your head splinter
Into thousands of pieces
For you gave weapons and spy planes
To precision bomb our heads

For the souls of our children
That died begging few drops of water
To rest in peace
Your rivers will run dry for
Centuries to come
Dark clouds that bring you rains
Will find another way and disappear

You made us run for a bowl of rice
Now your farms and fields will go empty
You will always harvest
Not Rice, But Husks

Your hills will become
Volcanoes spewing fire
Making ash fields
For our people were
Driven out as herds

The kindless monsters of you that
Dropped chemical bombs
Let your veins run dry of blood
Let the air get burnt when your
Breath touches
Let enemies surround you
To steal your sleep
Strewn with bodies
Let your bombed streets become
Cremating grounds

Let cancer build a house
In the mouths
That lied shamelessly that
It asked for ceasefire
Let it vomit blood
Whenever it is opened

You! That ruled sitting on our skeletons
Your throne will burst into tiny pieces
Your males will become impotent
And females infertile

For you let us run naked
Let your mother and father get mad
Running in the streets
Tearing their dress

Let the great thunder
Strike your head
For you killed our young ones
Tortured by passing current

For you were madly gay
At the abodes of Sinhalese
That raped our helplessly wailing sisters
Let your food become poison!
Let your ladies sleep at
Neighbor's place!

You cannibals!
Your nerves and veins
Will be thrashed and laid bare

For millenniums to come
Even grass would not sprout.

Another tsunami will come
To take away everything you have

All the places you had been
Let them be no more

Let them be wasted!
Let them be spoiled!
Let them be plundered!
Let them be gone forever!
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PS:
I will not damn your children!
Children, wherever they are, they are just children
Let them live for ever!
Even while ours cry!
Let yours be full of joy!
Let yours be full of merry!

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This is a translation of Poet Thamarai's poem in Tamil titled கண்ணகி மண்ணில் இருந்து ஒரு கருஞ்சாபம்

I know this may be very offending to any true patriot who loves India! Before you point your accusing finger at the poet (for writing such a blasphemous poem) and me (for translating it), just introspect for a while and question yourself whether you are proud and happy for what India has done to the helpless Tamils!

Any error in translation is mine