Escape Route Here Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Escape route

Hardly someone you may find
Who is really kind?
Open hearted
And never employ hate

You need not go far
To sight the stars
There are plenty on this lovely earth
Ready to send you in the lap of death

You can't trust
And insist
For purest way of living
It is hurdle for good living and believing

We may write good things
About humanity to bring
But let us be brave
We always talk less and misbehave

We disregard existence of god
Many things are sold
On his good name
And cash his fame

How come we are facing draught?
How are we caught in cross firing?
Is there escape route for us?
Our attitude altogether fails