Think of the rivers of blood,
spilled by all those generals and emperors -
So that in glory and triumph,
they could become the momentary masters
of a fraction of a dot in the universe .........
called earth.
कबीर एह तन जाएगा सकहु ता लेहु बहोरि नागे पाओं ते गए जिन के लाख करोरि हाड़ जले ज्यों लाकड़ी - केस जले ज्यों घास एह तन जलता देख के भयो कबीर...
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