Thou Came For The Sake Of The Poor Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

Thou came to the world, Hazrat!
For the sake of the poor,
And chose the role of fasting
Despite your royal rola!

Thou ne'er desired some to be Ameers,
And some to be wandering Faqeers :
Some to be without huts and shelters
Wherein to hide their heads,
And some to be in palace with golden terrace
Some to be without food for hunger,
And some to revel in slaves and maids!

There's none alas! now
To think of human needs and pains!
The Muslim rich are steeped this day
In perpetual pleasures gay!

It's Thee that. the Muslim poor call:
The kisans and mazdoors all!
Deprived we are these days
Of the mercy and guidance great!
Lost is our Sahibi, or the ruling role
We are now Musahibs instead
Humble camp-followers of others -
Wandering about in the world's way!

God alone knows when, thro' Love of Men,
We can hope to be real man once again!

[Original in Bangla: Din-doridro kangaler tore; Translation: Mizanur Rahman]