तुस सारे रब्ब गी मन्नो मेरे मने च उठदे सवाल न,
जेड़े मन दे रब्ब गी मिकी पुछदे कने तेरे बवाल न,
कदे आवे मने च ख्याल की ए रब्ब ने दुनिया बनाई?
कुते बच्चे मरण पुखे कन्ने कुते गरीबी ते कुते ओअर्दी लड़ाई,
मन्नी लेता तुन्दे रब्ब ने गे ऐ दुनिया बनाई,
जे बनाई गे उडी ही ते फी की नि किती मज्लूमें दी सुनवाई?
कोई आखे राम गी मन्नो कोई दस्से अल्लाह बड़ा कमल ऐ,
कोई आखे अकाल पुरख गी मन्नो ते कोई दस्से येशु बड़ा कमाल ऐ,
इन्ने ना न उदे केड़ा माड़ा ते शैल केड़ा इबी इक सवाल ऐ,
तुस गे सुनाओ मिकी उन ऐ क्नेया जंजाल ऐ?
You all believe in the divine, but few questions arise in my mind,
Those who have faith, ask me, what is bothering me?
Sometimes I wonder, why did the god create this world?
Children die of hunger, full of misery and war and conflict,
Let’s for once agree that your God made this universe,
But if he made all these wonders and sorrows, why didn't he pay heed to the weak?
Some speak of Ram, others praise Allah to be great,
Some preach Akal Purakh, and rest say Christ is supreme,
So many names, and they all are the same.
Now you tell what is all this mess about.
- Rakshit Sharma
(This article was sent to The Quint by Rakshit Sharma for our Independence Day campaign, BOL – Love your Bhasha. Rakshit has written this poem in Dogri and from an atheist point of view.)
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