Just a Human Being

 Just a Human Being

I was called a baby

When I was born.

I will be called a dead body
When I am dead.

I was called a baby
When I was born.
I will be called a dead body
When I am dead.

My nationality was determined
By the place where I was born,
But still, I am a baby.
When I am dead, I am a dead body.

My religion was determined
From the family that practiced it,
But still, I am a baby.
When I am dead, I am a dead body.

My caste was determined
From the family that believed it,
But still, I am a baby.
When I am dead, I am a dead body.

Every one of us came as a body—
Not with a religious symbol,
Not with a caste identity.
But we are defending what we never chose,
And killing and dying for beliefs.

When you disown
These identities,
You are a human being—
A being with love and kindness,
Not with hate and vengeance.

It is better to be called a good human being
Than a religious person or a god-fearing person.

Let us disown religion, caste, and nationality,
And live as humans with humanity,
Rather than fearing man-made gods
And fabricated religion and caste—
Which were meaningless in the past, present, and future.

Let us be proud human beings.
Human beings
With love, care, and kindness,
With common sense—
That our blood is red.

M.L. Narendra Kumar