Arrey, What Are You Saying? Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Arrey, what are you saying?
Am I black? and if it is,
What has happened?
Arrey, our Lord is black,
Black is all inclusive.
Arrey, nothing joke,
Nothing fun, but all are
The soil's son.

Arrey skin no matter,
Earth matter and
It is one, see.
It is all under
The sky.
The sky is blue
And it matter little
To whom it belong to.

Arrey, eating and
Cheating all but the same.
Here or there- no matter,
But you are a human
That's important.
You are supported,
That's important.
You are right or wrong,
Think yourself.

Talk not much,
No one is here
To understand.
But go on doing,
They are there
To realize.
Backward or forward
The same thing.