Kill Brethern Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We are o be blamed
When claim
Full ignorance
And leave it to chance

Public leaders thrive
And drive
On sentiments
To present their views

All lies
In white clothes
With rose on shirt
And reply very curt

We have no choice
Bu to forget promises
They make in public
Like words spelled with magic

Sometimes they have link source
From destructive forces
They openly kill our brethren
Who create havoc in turn?