Answer Me, O Lord! Poem by Ekramul Hoque

Answer me, O Lord!
Why send me here?
Why do you make mad me
For the greed of heavenly fair?

Why do you tell me to prostrate?
Why to go to churches, temples, mosques, pagodas?
Why seize me in the abstract ideas
Of the vestiges of heaven and hell?

For what of your greed
You make me godly?
I do not want to be religious
Make me manly.

Make me a human,
Give time to think about people.
In churches, temples, mosques, pagoda without being detained
Open up my mind.

Make me world-class
Where I can not remember
The group, the color, the conflict in man.
Where I can serve for
All the creatures of this creation.