The churning of ocean, the quest for 14 jewels,
An uneven distribution, leads to heavens and hells.
Only a few taste elixir, drinking straight from the pot,
An eternal battle ensues, between the haves and have-nots.
Lakshmi and Alakshmi, two sides of the coin,
Devas and Asuras, more like twins conjoin.
One usurps the nectar, and the wish fulfilling tree,
Becomes immortal, wins war, and rewrites history.
Tricked into cooperation, by a scheming Vishnu,
Asuras were left fuming, as Vasuki venom spew.
Devas by their nature, are altruistic and strong,
Why does tricking the selfish, seem morally wrong?
All this hullabaloo about Dhanvantari, and his immortal pot,
He who could accept both the moon and the poison, is my true God.
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