The symbols are left everywhere, <br />On the path of our ancestors voyage, <br />The banyan trees are few hundred years old, <br />Tied with colorful threads to fulfill our wish, <br />The Lord Ganesh has undergone the name changing episode, <br />They call Him with an unique name of Elephant Buddha, <br />The land of Buddha has the statues of our first God, <br />Even in front of Isetan, Bangkok, people kneel down to pray, <br />The Hindu temple architecture is found in Ayodhya, <br />Our Gods are removed, but replaced with an Indian prince, <br />Chanting of prayers is heard and Gowtham is worshipped, <br />He is reclined and asleep, while the real history is modified, <br />The symbols are there, where our ancestors had gone, <br />In all parts of South East Asia, our forefathers spilled their seeds.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-seeds-of-south-indians-are-spilled-in-sea/
