The Asian Ideology - Part 1

They build a mosque and temple upon human bone,
Then call their monuments of hatred home.
They speak of harmony, of sacred light,
While casting stones at those denied their right.

The Dalit, the Jew, the Christian, Black Christian, and White,
The Yazidi, condemned for being unlike.
The collective thrives, the multitude is fed,
While independent minds are silenced, crushed, and bled.

In the name of religion, race, caste, and clan,
They bury the dignity of the human.
They crush the spirit of life and liberty,
And call their chains the price of sanctity.

Eastern Chameleons and Parasites
Cross the oceans, seeking Western shores,
Through legal and illegal asylum gates and opportunity's doors.
In the name of refuge, education, and work,
In the name of research, where knowledge flourishes,
In the name of arts and intellectual creation,
They enter the world of exploitation and plundering the wealth of the West.

Yet what becomes of the values they proclaim
When oppression travels beneath another name?
When Muslim and Hindu terrorism cross the sea,
And dress themselves in ties and suits?

They spread their brutal ideologies,
Their doctrines of inherited hierarchies.
Islamism, Hindutva, and dogmas of control,
Extremist creeds that seek to govern every soul.

When Islamic, Hindutva, Buddhist, Sikh, Jain, or Parsi darkest ideologies are perfected by those who practise them,
Multiculturalism becomes a weapon of power,
And human freedom and animal freedom wither beneath its tower.

They make a woman a shadow of the night,
A covered figure deprived of sight.
A nameless vessel, concealed from view,
Denied the freedom to choose what is true.

They made a woman into a bin bag.
A bin bag is a Muslim woman.
Bin bags are terrorising all of humanity.
As Hindu women terrorise
Entire Dalit, African, Christian, and White communities.

They turn her body into a possession,
Her motherhood into a social obligation.
A factory of children, a life confined,
Her dreams imprisoned, her voice maligned.

No freedom of speech.
No freedom of choice.
No freedom to question,
No freedom of voice.

No freedom to stand as an equal human being,
No freedom to live without fear or pleading.
No freedom to choose the life she deserves,
No freedom to break the inherited curves.

They make a Dalit a walking carrion,
A living wound of social alienation.
A walking carcass, rejected by birth,
A human being denied equal worth.

A walking corpse beneath caste's command,
A shadow condemned upon ancestral land.
A walking stain in the eyes of the proud,
A silenced existence beneath the crowd.

They make a Dalit a subhuman name,
Then sanctify the system that sustains the shame.
They turn a person's birth into a crime,
And call their injustice tradition and time.

They killed my first child for
Being born to an Untouchable father
And their Hindu daughter.
Honour killing is omnipresent
Across Islamic, Hindu, Sikh,
Buddhist, Jain, and Parsi societies,
Where the dismemberment of a Dalit body is cherished.

The peaceful Muslim professors at Jamia Millia Islamia
Tried to kill me for my participation in the queer movement in New Delhi.
They sexually assaulted a Hindu Brahmin woman scholar for entering my hostel room,
Saying that she had defiled their mosque by visiting my room.

The peaceful Muslims and Orthodox Christians
Broke my teeth for reciting a poem on queer issues
In Ethiopia

Again and again

The peaceful Muslim gay men and German queers tried to
Stab me with a sharp object for showing Gordon Childe’s
What Happened in History, published by the Pelican imprint of Penguin Books,
 on page 281 proclaimed:
“the establishment of the Orthodox Faith about 1106
sealed the fate of independent research in Islam forever”
And page 188 says: “the Hebrew kingdom in Palestine”.
This shows that Palestine belongs to Jews archaeologically and historically.

Where collectivism takes over individualism:
The community, family, and
nation take priority over individual rights and
personal freedoms.

Where respect for brutal cultures of
social authority and social harmony prevails
in the name of Sanatan-Sharia traditions.

Where cultural relativism takes over human rights:
They argue that Western human rights standards are not universal
and should not be imposed on developing Asian nations.

Where killing a human being is culture.
Where raping a girl is culture.
Where beheading is a culture.
Where lynching is a culture.
Where dismembering a body is culture.
Where burning someone alive is a culture.
Where abusing an animal is culture.
Where humans are divided into superior beings
and inferior beings as a matter of culture.
Where human beings are divided into pure and impure beings.
Where animals are divided into pure and impure beings.
Where the pig is eliminated.
Where the cow is considered a pure animal.
Where drinking cow urine or camel urine is a culture.
Where eating cow dung or camel dung is a culture.
Where a human being is considered pure or impure.
Where nature is divided into pure and impure forms.

They make an African carry the weight
Of racial contempt, prejudice, and hate.
Negro, nigger—names of humiliation,
Weapons of an old racial condemnation.

Thief, prostitute, criminal, subhuman—
Labels imposed to deny the human.
They reduce a life to a stereotype,
And turn a living soul into a type.

They make a Christian disappear from the earth,
As though faith determines human worth.
They make a Jew disappear from sight,
Through ancient hatred dressed as righteous might.

They make a Yazidi disappear in flames,
While humanity looks away in shame.
And when a people are erased from history,
The world itself inherits their misery.

They make life itself forget its meaning,
The joy of living, loving, and dreaming.
They extinguish the light that humanity needs:
Life, love, liberty, and freedom from creeds.

They worship death.
They worship Islam.
They worship Hinduism.
They worship Buddhism.
They worship Jainism.
They worship Sikhism.
They worship Parsism.
They worship the Asian ideology.

They worship Asian values.
They worship the darkest ideology.
They worship the Satanic Verses.

Every believer carries such a creed:
Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism, Sikhism, and Parsi canons justify genocide.

Muslims practise more radical forms of genocidal ideology than Hindus, Sikhs, Buddhists, Jains, and Parsis, particularly against non-Muslims.

Muslims are indoctrinated,
Their minds poisoned by interpretations of the Quran.

Muslims terrorise
Every Jew, every White person, every African Christian,
Every Yazidi, every Christian,
Every animal, every bird,
Every living creature
And every non-Muslim.
Just as Hindus, Buddhists, Jains, Sikhs,
And Parsis terrorise
Dalits, Africans, Whites, and Christians.

They share cultures of genocide and inherited division,
Of unquestioned authority and social submission.
They glorify death as a way of life,
And sanctify cruelty, conflict, and strife.

Beheading, lynching, stoning, and dismemberment,
The brutal vocabulary of human punishment.
Hating and abusing the creatures of the earth,
Forgetting compassion, forgetting their worth.

Hating and abusing human beings,
While claiming a higher spiritual meaning.
What kind of civilisation can ever arise
Where cruelty wears the mask of the wise?

They speak of Islamic values,
Of Hindu values, ancient, medieval, and deep,
And bury civilisation.

Bow to the Quran, bow to the Hindu canon,
While filial piety becomes an iron chain.
When sacred words are used to silence thought,
The freedom of conscience is beheaded and lynched.

Islamist, Hindutva, and other dogmas of control,
The golden promises that imprison the soul.
They tell the White person, Christian, African, Dalit, Jew, non-Muslim, pig, and Yazidi
That their lives are worth less in a world of Islamic and Hindu supremacy.

They say that civilisation is a Western seed and a Jewish seed,
A Christian and Jewish concept that the Muslim world and the Hindu world,
The Buddhist world, the Sikh world, and the Jain world,
The Parsi world do not need.
They call human rights a cultural illusion,
And justify genocide through ancient and medieval religions.

They claim that freedom and liberty belong to Western Christianity,
As though human dignity were a foreign guest.
But tell me,

What culture can justify genocide against the Western Christian or Jewish community, or the Dalit community, or the Yazidis, or African Christians?

Those Sanatan-Sharia scriptures sanctify genocide.

For every human being, whatever their birth,
Has an equal claim to dignity and worth.
No caste, no scripture, no sacred decree
Can take away the right to live free.

But lift the veil of this poisonous light,
And see the shadows concealed from sight.
An ancient and brutal night remains,
Where inherited prejudice tightens its chains.

The untouchable walks on dusty ground,
A living human being, socially bound.
By ancient texts and medieval laws,
They find a flaw in every human soul.

The stone is thrown, the blade is raised,
While the executioner is honoured and praised.
They lynch, they burn, they take the head,
And leave the Jew, Christian, White person, Dalit, African, and Yazidi dead.

The religions speak of the pure and the clean,
While their genocides never hide.
Where dogma and power conspire to control,
The weakest Jew, White person, Westerner, African Christian, Yazidi, and Dalit
Become the price of the whole.

They draw a line between the clean and the vile,
Then mask their cruelty with a smile.
The Dalit, the outcast, the lowest hand,
Is treated like dirt upon the land.

The birds of the air, the beasts of the field,
Are forced to yield to human cruelty.
Abused, slaughtered, and objectified,
While mercy waits abandoned outside.

What kind of faith forgets compassion?
What kind of culture glorifies domination?
What kind of wisdom can proudly stand
With blood and suffering upon its hands?

And what of the women who give them birth?
The women whose labour sustains the earth?
They wipe their names from the pages of time,
And imprison their dreams behind walls of crime.
They wrap them up like discarded bags.

They wrap them up like bin bags,
Concealing their lives beneath invisible flags.
They lock away the light within,
And call their silence discipline, culture, purity, and beauty.

No room to cherish, no room to fly,
No freedom to question the open sky.
A vessel for duty, a silent ghost,
In the very land that praises its values most.

A mother, a daughter, a mind, a soul,
Reduced to a function, denied control.
Yet no civilisation can ever be great
While all of humanity lives beneath fate.

They look at the African, dark and proud,
And whisper their prejudice deeply and loudly.
They despise the features, they condemn the race,
Yet enter and settle in African space.

They seek the courts and the judge's chair,
The politics, the commerce, the power held there.
They enter institutions, they seek the throne,
Yet racial genocide remains in their own.

They seek the wealth, the status, the land,
While social barriers remain close at hand.
They build their fortunes, they claim their place,
But genocide survives beneath the face.

And when the same contradictions cross the sea,
They seek the West and its liberty.
They never leave behind the genocide they committed,
And enter a world where rights are due.

They wear the mask of the peaceful sage,
The human rights champion upon the stage.
They call for justice, they call for peace,
Demanding that prejudice and hatred cease.

They wear the mask of legal migration,
They wear the mask of asylum,
They wear the mask of a refugee.

They claim the multicultural crown,
As scholars and artists of renown.
They win the prizes, publish the verse,
While silence conceals the homeland's curse.

They speak of equality, freedom, and rights,
Of democratic values and civilised ideals.
Yet what is the worth of a celebrated name
If injustice at home remains the same?

They seek the offices of the West,
The institutions where liberty is expressed.
They preach the rights once denied to the weak,
Yet silence the voices they dare not let speak.

For power and position, prestige and fame,
They learn the language of freedom's claim.
But values are measured by what we defend,
Not by the slogans we publicly send.

The Asian values, praised so high,
Must face the questions they cannot deny.
When built upon the bones of the oppressed,
No civilisation can call itself blessed.

The bones of the Dalit, the Jew, and the Christian,
The African Christian, the White person, and the Yazidi slain.

Every Islamic, Hindu, Buddhist, Sikh, Jain,
Parsi, and Black Lives Matter movement,
Every European and Western Queer Movement,
Every European and Western Liberal Movement,
Every European and Western Feminist Movement,
Every UNO movement,
Every Open Border Movement,
Every non-Christian and non-Jewish nation,
Every non-Jewish and non-Christian faith,
Every non-Jewish and non-Christian tradition
Claims moral greatness through genocide, subjugation,
Oppression, lynching, beheading, stoning, raping, dismemberment,
Burning alive, and human submission.

Uncivilised cruelty, cold as stone,
Cannot become sacred because it is old.
They cherish genocidal cults:

They cherish Islamism, they cherish Hindutva,
They cherish the doctrines that practise genocide.
They cherish death cults:
Buddhism, Sikhism, and Jainism,
And Parsi traditions in their idealism.
But when religious identity becomes a throne,
The human being is left alone.

They kill the Dalit, the Jew, the Christian,
The White person, the African Christian, and the Yazidi.
They sacrifice humanity at the altar of pride,
Then call their darkness sacred inside.

But faith without mercy is empty and hollow,
And freedom cannot be forced to follow.
No scripture can justify a human grave,
No tradition can demand that the powerless behave
As though their lives were worth less than another's,
As though some were masters and others were sufferers.

This is the Asian ideology
When power disguises itself as theology.
When caste becomes destiny,
When prejudice becomes identity,
When dogma replaces humanity,
And obedience destroys liberty.

This is the ideology that must die,
Not the free minds beneath its sky.
Not the civilised who question it,
But the Islamic-Hindutva tyranny that stands in freedom's way.

It kills freedom, liberty, and human rights,
It extinguishes knowledge and intellectual light.
It silences conscience, suppresses the free,
And builds its walls against humanity.

Civil liberties, human values, and peace
Are not privileges that power can lease.
Knowledge production must never be chained,
Nor human dignity forever restrained.

Let every woman rise and claim her name,
Let every Dalit walk without shame.
Let Jew and Christian, Yazidi, Black Christian, and White Christian
Live without fear, oppression, or fright.

Let every human being stand as one,
Beneath the same sky, beneath the same sun.
Let reason replace the inherited lie,
And let the light of compassion never die.

For no mosque, no temple, no sacred throne
Is worth the life of a human being alone.
No caste, no clan, no creed, no land
Can justify blood upon another's hand.

A civilisation is not measured by its age,
Its ancient scriptures, its power, or its stage.
It is measured by the dignity it gives,
By how it protects the lives that live.

And if humanity is to survive,
Let freedom, knowledge, and compassion thrive.
Let life, love, liberty, and light
Become the inheritance of every human right.

For humanity must be the highest ideology.

Copyright © Suryaraju Mattimalla 2026

Biography: Dr. Suryaraju Mattimalla is a renowned Indian poet based in Germany, a prolific human rights writer, a vegan, a refugee, a truth-seeker, and a free-speech advocate. Born into the Madiga (Untouchable Caste)-Yadav Christian family, which has historically faced caste-based and untouchability-based genocide in India, he writes poetry addressing Dalit genocide, Dalit pogroms, atrocities against untouchable castes, caste discrimination, human rights, and social justice. He has written and published hundreds of poems in the United States, Europe, Israel, France, India, Nagalim, Ghana, Somaliland, and the Federal Republic of West Papua. He has also published academic papers in prestigious academic journals and newspapers, including The Age of Human Rights Journal, Peace Chronicles, and Israel National News, Arutz Sheva. Public libraries in the United States of America and Germany have catalogued his literary works. The French-based humanitarian organization Salam translated his poetry from English into French and published it, and the Federal Republic of West Papua-based newspaper Suara Papua translated his English poems into Bahasa and published them. Through his writing, Mattimalla seeks to challenge caste/religious/ethnocentric oppression/extremism/terrorism, defend human dignity, and give a voice to marginalized communities. He lives with his Ethiopian wife, Cartoonist Her Royal Highness Princess Selamawit Hailu Bezabih, and their three children: Saviour Suryaraju Mattimalla, the late Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla, and Strathfield or Skylar Suryaraju Mattimalla. Her Royal Highness Princess Selamawit Hailu Bezabih is the great-granddaughter of His Royal Highness Emperor Yohannes IV and the immediate granddaughter of His Excellency Dejazmach Negusse Bezabih, the leader of the 1943 Woyane Rebellion. His first child was killed by Hindus in the name of honor in India in 2010, and his second son, Stanford Suryaraju Mattimalla, died following forced vaccination administered by a neo-Nazi German gynecologist on June 28, 2023, in Regensburg, Germany.