Valmiki Ramayana I-------Bibishan's Warning

Preface ----- Quote from The Epic of Rama Translated by Ramesh Dutt compiled by self from the book 'The Wisdom of India".



Bibishan's Warning

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Twenty warriors armed and girded in the council hall arose
Thirsting for a war of vengence throwing challenge on the foes
But Bibishan deep in wisdom ,Ravan's youngest brother he
Spake the word of solemn warning ,for his eyes could farthest see
Pardon King and honoured elder,if Bibishan lifts his voice
Gainst the wishes of his warriors and the Monarch's fatal choice
Firm in faith and strong in forces Rama comes with conquering might
Vain against a righteous warrior would unrighteous Ravan fight
Think him not a common vanar who trespassed the ocean wave
Wrecked thy City,Tower and Temple and a sign and warning gave
Think him not a common Vanar who Ayodhya ruled of Yore
Crossing India's streams and mountains thunders now on Lanka's shore
What dark deed of crime or folly hath the righteous Rama done
That you stole His faithful Consort unprotected and alone
What offence or nameless insult hath the saintly Sita given
She who chained in Lanka's prison pleads in piteous tears to Heanen
Take my counsel King and Elder ,Sita to Her Lord restore
Wipe this deed of wrong and outrage,rama's righteous grace implore
Take my counsel,raksha Monarch,vain against Him is the might
Doubly armed is the Hero ,he who battles for his right
Render Sita to Her Rama ere with vengence swift and dire
He despoils over peopled Lanka with His Bow,and Brand and Fire
Render wife untoher husband ere in battle's dread array
Rama swoops upon thy empire like a falcon on its prey
Render to the Lord His consortere with blood of Rakshas slain
Rama soaks the Land of Lankato the margin of the main
Listen to my friendly counsel,though it be I stand alone
Faithful friend by fiery foreman is this Dasaratha,s son
Listen to my voice of warning,though it be I stand alone
Faithful friend by fiery foeman is this Dasarata's son
Listen to my voice of warning ,rama's shafts are true and keen
Flaming like the withering sunbeams on the summer's parched green
Listen to my soft entreaty,righteousness becomes the brave
Cherish peace and cherish Virtue and thy sons and daughters save.

Compiled by Baiyu Mumbai Jan.1998