The Priests Plunge Into Hell Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

When the mentally deranged
run here and there, or from floor to floor,
look at people around with doubt,
envy over brothers and sisters,
resign jobs in series being unsatisfied,
take ruinous steps to kill themselves,
find fault with the education
their parents were afforded to give them,
pester their parents for money
to give as bribe for a well-paid job,
drive the two wheelers in a furious speed,
the fake priests of religions
rush to cure them
with oil called the blood of some God
to be smeared over the head and body,
or with some black paste.
The mentally sick are chained
and splashed with holy water,
saying it drove the evil spirit out of them.
Those who fall under the spell of devils
display symptoms different
with accompanying fever and shouts.
The poor and ignorant people
fail to take their mind afflicted kin
to a psychiatric clinic
and let the insanity growing.

These priests and touts of asylums
roam in the premises of hospitals,
to lure the people out before the doctors,
advise them against costly treatment.
The gullible people abandon their kin
at asylums believing miracle cures.
The disordered are fettered,
and shut into darker corridors
and tortured by those with cruel mind.
The public hospitals lack medicines
to treat these people ill at brains.
The rulers are to be counseled
for equipping the primary health centers
with blocks for mental care centers.
Patients who need tablets at the start
are left uncared to be treated costly later.
When we fail to take the retarded
to a psychiatrist early,
God will laugh at our folly.
People pipe funds to the terrorists
but do not donate to the care of the batty.