If man's mortal and life's uncertain, why to amass wealth,
In disproportions, for distant descendants to be prodigal,
And build multi-storied mansions, when millions live in filth,
With no space to put their corporeal frame for desires, conjugal!
If God's love and everything's His Creation, why be arrogant
And rude to some and not live in peace and brotherhood!
If God desires mercy not sacrifice, why to be extravagant,
With idols and rituals when thousands starve in neighborhood!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem