साधो, देखो जग बौराना ।
साँची कही तो मारन धावै, झूठे जग पतियाना ।
हिन्दू कहत,राम हमारा, मुसलमान रहमाना ।
आपस में दौऊ लड़ै मरत हैं, मरम कोई नहिं जाना ।
बहुत मिले मोहि नेमी, धर्मी, प्रात करे असनाना ।
आतम-छाँड़ि पषानै पूजै, तिनका थोथा ज्ञाना ।
आसन मारि डिंभ धरि बैठे, मन में बहुत गुमाना ।
पीपर-पाथर पूजन लागे, तीरथ-बरत भुलाना ।
माला पहिरे, टोपी पहिरे छाप-तिलक अनुमाना ।
साखी सब्दै गावत भूले, आतम खबर न जाना ।
घर-घर मंत्र जो देन फिरत हैं, माया के अभिमाना ।
गुरुवा सहित सिष्य सब बूढ़े, अन्तकाल पछिताना ।
बहुतक देखे पीर-औलिया, पढ़ै किताब-कुराना ।
करै मुरीद, कबर बतलावैं, उनहूँ खुदा न जाना ।
हिन्दू की दया, मेहर तुरकन की, दोनों घर से भागी ।
वह करै जिबह, वो झटका मारे, आग दोऊ घर लागी ।
या विधि हँसत चलत है, हमको आप कहावै स्याना ।
कहै कबीर सुनो भाई साधो, इनमें कौन दिवाना ।
Translation:
O Saints, I see the world is going insane
When I speak the truth they rush to beat me, but If I lie they like me
The Hindus claim Ram as theirs, The Muslims claim Rahim
They fight and kill in their names, but their knowledge is hollow.
Turning the rosary, wearing a cap, adorning marks of their faith
singing hymns, they keep no knowledge of who they truly are
I have seen a lot of preachers who read The Quran
And speak to worship graves, but do not understand God.
And as I travel my path being my happy self, you call me clever
Listen to me, Kabir, as I tell you O Saint, none of them is passionately in love with Him!
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This was written by the Indian poet Kabir in the 15th Century.
In the 21st century it still stands relevant, it still offends people and it still gives people hope