He Is One Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

He is one

Why not we live accordingly?
As wished by an almighty
We were chosen as special representative
To work peacefully and live

We were confused
So built holy places on places unused
Gave name as birth place of God
The idea was cleverly sold

Some of the people made it hereditary
Some made it place for history
Where was needed any symbol?
Yet we made bid and call

It is good to remember
And offer
Prayers at holy place
But why build races?

Anybody would have made welcome
But here we created board no welcome
No other people were allowed to visit
Some particular community was forced to sit

It is our creation
We condemn no religion
But one fact remains
That god is one and it is open secret