Moan In Open Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No doubt, it was misfortunate
Very tragic and worst fate
The young mother's wept their bad luck
As it was kind that should have not struck

As the dog's tail can't be straightened
The devil's mentality can be imagined
There will not be complete change
Ever after witnessing such large carnage

There can't be good and bad terrorism
There lies difference for respect to the humanism
If religion is the only base for keeping hostility
No one on earth can help to over comes even if descends almighty

The simple thing has been forgotten
We have not been able to make it as heaven
The human life has been made so cheap
The tradition and human values are left to weep

We shall still survive
And revive
The another means
But till then we have to moan in open