No Place Today Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Wings are clipped
Morale has slipped
There is nothing worth
To carry forward till death

Individual faces dilemma
With no vision and agenda
Only one aim to follow blindly
Safe way to choose and act mildly

Poverty helps no one either
It has ugly face to offer
Man commits suicide
He is gripped and unable to decide

So speak of high morale is deception
This had been since inception
Only people were presenting it differently
This trend is helping presently

Honesty has no place today
People may be shunted away
They are not needed in present day set up
They have keep mum and shut up too