Poor Can Not Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I love people around
Smile when happiness is found
On their faces with cheers to keep
I mix with them and offer friendship

I love their greediness
It is part of life and needs chase
Any hungry man may want food
It is immaterial where from it is found

Yes it is hidden desire
To own and acquire
By any means available
Human race therefore has to struggle

In this selfish world, you expect none
To rush for help when they are laden
With all sorts of dirty tricks
They may offer sometimes only kicks

Some of their steps are restricted
As they know that it will be resisted
There won’t be any use if perused more
They have to find out new means from mind store

To some extent we need to understand
Their helplessness and realities on ground
Not all people are blessed with
They need to face it with might of teeth

Poor can not be expected as brave
How can he think of behaving nice?
When his belly is empty?
How will he pray for almighty?