In his loving care she had grown

Yet she was imprisoned by her brother own

Her happiest day had turned to hell

And distraught spread over, as if by a spell

In a single day, her world turned around

As from the sky, they heard a sound

Drowning in anger Kansa couldn’t stand still

As the voice said, him, her eighth child would kill

Into the prison, Devaki and her husband were thrown

And immediately, did Kansa ascend the throne

All her cries did her brother ignore

He no longer felt like the same person anymore

All seven of her kids, he had killed till date

Even on her enemies, she wouldn’t wish such a fate

Each child’s cries, burned in her ears

And her heart, did each of their memories pierce

And the eighth day after the full moon came

And she gave birth to a child, Krishna by name

He was to kill Kansa, the voice had said

Yet Kansa was ready to see him dead

Still mourning the seven, she picked up the eighth one

And upon the prison flames, she looked at her son

Krishna’s glowing face came into view

The face that was etched in perfect hue

The world mysteriously had fallen asleep

Hence a few moments with him, she could steal and keep

Her eyes took in all she ever could

For if not now, she may never would

All the stars seemed to shine on her face

And they seemed to shine over the entire space

Devaki wondered how many Yugas it took

For Brahma to make a child so pleasant to look

As if through her womb Vishnu himself came

Her child had no errors in him to blame

She wondered what good deeds she had done

For her to be blessed with such a son

The gruesome truth did she then see

The truth, away from which she can never flee

That her own brother was to kill her son

And she was to drown in sorrow, like for every other one

Salty streams had blurred her eyes

And her eyes turned as cloudy as the skies

The agony that spread burnt her heart

As she once again felt her soul tearing apart

She held her son and started to cry

In the gruesome despair, she questioned why

“O’ Krishna, why have you come to me?

Why did you come to a prison you can never flee?

In your face, I see all the gods as one

So why did you have to be my son?

Your eyes tell me that everything you know

Then to a better place, why did you not go?

O’ Krishna, why did you make me love you so?

If you knew the agony I must undergo

Seven kids to me, before you, were born

And seven times, by my brother, my heart was torn

Once more, my heart refuses to bear

I beg all gods that you, they spare

I beg all gods to save my heart

For once more, I cannot tear it apart”

Mysteriously, her shackles came undone

And her husband came, to take her son

“This child shall live” the gods had said

“And this child shall see the mighty Kansa dead

Maha Vishnu himself has come down to land

In the form of the child you hold in your hand

Hence this child shall live, with a purpose true

For he shall destroy Adharma and build the world anew”

The gods had heard Devaki’s cries

And hence was born a son, to destroy all vice

Her only flame of hope did Krishna ignite

And finally in this darkness, she could see some light

-Veda Samhita