Forms of life I see around,
I see around in varied forms;
I see the dogs and cows on land
I see the horse and deers and hogs.
Birds fly high and Don the sky
And the fish swims deep and rules its World;
Nature here sinks in utter glory
Thyself set swaying to the notes of harmony.
But these are mere subjects
To the Lords of Earth,
As it is claimed
By men themselves.
Him they call Hindu,And
Him they call Muslim,
And Christians and Sikhs
Too stand beside them.
Who is a Christian?And who an Islam?
Show me the difference in their make and look;
His blood bears colours of green or blue?
Or his ears are three,and noses two?
Gods this day stand face to face
Ready to kick off a brand new fight.
Bloodshed and cries splay around
By the names of religion,day by day.
But Hey!"Wise men",as you call thyself,
Just pause a moment
To stop and watch,thy great "subjects"-
The fish 'n' bird and nature itself;
Learn from them the discipline of life
The unity shown,though in diversity
We see no bloodshed,and no violence
Among those lives that differ a lot.
The crow is nurtured and cared all day
With undiffered feelings of love,in gay
By the cuckoo at nest
Where her children rest.
But man today has reached a stage
Where his flesh and blood is torn to pieces
By his own hands,with no regrets
And mind now filled with sole vices.
The Lords of Earth can still be revived
And the throne shall shine with glory more
If dirts of minds are washed away
To leave back men,just pure humans;
Then do I see a new world there,
With nature that dances
To the tune of harmony
Rising from the hearts of the "Lords of Earth"