Saint Kabir Said It Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Coldly sadly descend the brutal winter morning,
People waked up to a sudden commotion,
Rushed to their balconies with curious eyes;
A grey bearded man,
Sporting round skull cap,
Short salawar and long pheran,
Standing on a wall,
Fingers in his ears
Clamored Allah ho Akbar.

Warmly coolly descend the summer evening,
Children rushed to the bushes,
To collect a floating kite,
There was a flutter,
All rushed helter shelter for cover.
Black bearded men, sporting round skull cap,
Short salwar and long pheran,
Hiding behind the bushes.
Then there was cleaking and clanking of gums.

People heard the volley of bullets
Dusty earth was splattered with the blood of innocent,
Men with the guns,
Shouted Allah ho Akbar.

People were warmly hugging each other,
Men, women sporting beautiful dresses,
Lovelorn maidens sporting girdled duppattes,
A bearded man appeared with a sphere in hand,
Sporting round skull cap,
Short salawar and long pheran,
Sexy lasses thought that he is going,
To make a Gajra for their fluttering locks,
But the next moment
He beheaded a bleating goat
All and sundry clamored together,
Allah ho Akbar, Eid Mubarak.


Where is Allah!
On the wall or in the bushes or in the spear,
In the maze of meaningless rites
Perhaps all are mistaken
Wisdom and goodness, they are Allah.
But-miss define Allah.
Kabira long ago echoes it on the banks of Divine Ganga.





From:
DR. Yogesh SHARMA