To give equal tongue to Torah, to shake Akiva's Shekinah from Sisera's slumber
Ten is the Minyan's Deborah number
But Male & Adult- at least for such Zion as is its own Masonry, Free,
Till the too Choosy Chosen, to Calcutta, flee.
Envoi-
Midons! Thy Empire endures however ricketily furnished
Where but, between Men, brotherhood is burnished.
Reponse-
Since the time of Ezra, for Scribes, Mountains ceased to flow
Yet to do sajda to Muhammad see how merrily they go!
Such is the Gospel of Elahi Buksh
& Darkening the minds of but savants- all Fiat Lux
Siddhanta-
Socially dead, not just distanced, I yet laugh, pray and play
Memory my Minyan, not just this Christmas Day
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