Room For Adjustment Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The thoughts take you deep
And constantly keep
Under check
Even if self interest is at sake

Any kind of deception
Is not given good reception
It is objected from inception
And resented with some objection

This is beauty of mind
Coupled with breathing of heart kind
It develops some kind of compromise
And settles internally with no more killing of conscience

We have our own refugee camp
Where we try to search light with lamp
That is provided with curse to self in thought
Again prayer with sincerity not to have fought

It gives room to adjust
With confidence and trust
The correction is made without feeling guilty
This is where we feel proud with humanity