Vekh farida mitti khuli Mitti uthay mitti dulli Mitti hassay mitti rovey Ant mitti da mitti hovay Na kar bandeya meri meri Na hai meri, na hai teri Char dinan da mela duniya Phir bangay mitti de dheri Na kar ithay hera pheri Mitti naal na dhoka kar tu Too v mitti, zaat vi mitti Zaat paat di gal na kar tu Zaat sirf khuda di uchi Baqi sab kuch mitti mitti See Farida how they dig up soil (a grave) To return what comes from soil See Farida how soil laughs See Farida how it smiles What comes from the soil, becomes soil Do not say ‘me’ and ‘mine’ my friend It is neither yours nor mine A fleeting carnival this world is To the soil shall it all go back In vain do you cheat and deceive my friend Talking of caste and sect is futile Caste is soil, and so are sects Creation is the only truth The rest is all soil Baba Farid (12-13th century Punjab)
Inspired by Amar Chitra Katha; Backed by Solid Evidence