The world's mightiest pace attack
Clubbed to all parts of the ground.
A hundred-miles-per-hour ball
Smashed to smithereens round.
It's not just mere humans, who gasp,
When the bowling gets flayed.
Angels stop in their tracks to watch him,
When he wields the blade.
He is the aggressor, he is the defender,
He is the ship and he is the anchor.
In the beginning there was God.
Now there is just Tendulkar.
