Make Move Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Make move

First, first and first
Make move next
But keep one thing in mind
You shall never find

The secret of life on earth
With count of each breath
You fear invasion of death’
But always saved by strong faith

Remember
And try to offer
Sincere prayers
As good follower

Not with any hatred
Try to lead
With double standard
But with simple and straight word

You shall earn
The name in turn
With label of good human being
As poor man or king