At and each moment
We are going down each moment everyday
There is no peace in any day
No respite and many challenges on the way
Future seems bleak and no hope for bright ray
There is nothing like joy in coming future
No one seems to be certain or very sure
New names for diseases and no permanent cure
Where to go and who can come to reassure?
God is always there to listen to our woes
Life may always be on sharp edges and keeps us on toe
It needs one right push with one word to go
Life is like foot ball to be played with one throw
Nobody may listen to our complaints
All criminals have reformed and turned saints
All are clad in white cloths and act as wolf
Descent life to live and play pleasure game of golf
We are turned over to wolves
Treachery, deception and something more s also involved
Who will protect us when neglected by guardians?
Fresh flesh is available and eagles are our custodians
How can dream of creating holy land?
When all efforts on for creating it unholy land?
The protectors are turning perpetuators?
The saints are claiming them selves as creators
Anarchy and misery may prevail all over
There will be enough room for them o cover
We will be like animals in circus ring
All prepared songs of praise for us to sing
Either fall in lines with or get out of it and parish
It is sample of reality and may not finish
There world may go on with I and live
We are here to observe and simply believe
All rights and freedom may stand curtailed
All good words said and written may not be availed
The voice may stand muffled and permanently muted
The stratagem and plans may all be silently executed
The days of divine rights of the kings have gone
The new waves of liberty and freedom is shown
It is conveniently suited to their grand evil design
We are not here to oppose but simply agree too and resign
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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