Kabir

We’re absolutely unfit

To live, Kabir

Established order has proved

It long before.

Our waxen minds are devoid of any prospectus in world’s finance.

Even a naked urchin tells us

This brazen truth , casually.

Kabir,

Romantic dreams

We cherished of the world

In our eyes’s corneas

Have turned objects of ridicule in public.

All referents of life

Have so altered,Kabir,

That virtue is transmuted into voice.

Obsolute ideals

Have rendered us lumbersome

In dark cellar of our own house.

Kabir,

Hiding our poverty beneath the covering cotton sheet

Are we

But,they sell in open markets

the garments gifted to the earthquake affected people

and they’re all honorable men.

The world’s progressed in great strides, Kabir

Beyond any reckon, on corrupt paths.

And we ,with our feather-soft bosoms

Have been nengrossed just in ourselves.

What the hell have they got to do

With our earnestness?

Our minds were knocked out long ago.

Whosoever visit here bunches his own one more nail and

Leaves Jesus nailed in his own way.

Now, he’s replete with nails.

Kabir

We suffered like those in Bhopal tragedy

Unable to run even helter-skelter

Due to poison-gas leakage-

Unable to see, unable to shut eyelashes.

The moment you try to breath in.

Death holds you in tight clasp.

They, the rouges, pulled down

The mosque in our minds, long ago.

How beautiful how straight forward and joyous

Once life was, Kabir:

These bullies made mess of things

Beneath our noses,

Futile it was, Kabir

To impart of peace, of love,

Through your dohas .

These broker, burdened their heads

With bundles of lethal arms at last.