Hard Way Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I am seized with thought
Mind is not at rest and zealously fought
Why that some people are rich?
Why wealth is not within our easy reach?

Why the bellies remain unfilled all the times?
Why men are committing crime for it sometimes?
I found no easy answer and rested mind
I may try for it some other day to find

Some of the things are very hard to lay hand
You can easily get the best tune on band
Even though it requires interest and dedication
But life here is full of problems and questions

Child is left on road to beg
Some people are handicapped and walk without legs
Some are blind and ask pathetically for food
I see it as heart touching and not good

But as human being, we have limitation
We can not have on our side easy equation
Almighty has planned it in advance
You can survive here not by chance

You will have to work hard
Devote fully and then only to look forward
Nothing comes in easy way
You will have to part with and work hard way