Kings and viceroys are the chief aliens;
send them out.
We cannot brook
the entry of the uninvited intruders
in this place.
Let's shower gold over the demon's pretty wife.
Mandodra, you played your role
with an élan.
We would build you a pretty mosque
and shower auric figments.
When anti-gods become whimsical,
how can you defy their claims?
On this earth they can sit aplomb
and rule gloriously.
Dark and bright is the heart of man.