Seen Again Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I know not
Yet
I pursue
And view

Smile in somebody's plight
Feel happy when doing not right
The human mind is a work
Not caring for good words

Why are we like this?
Everybody teases
At poor and downtrodden
They abuse even their own kin

We have tuned blind
And never cared to find
About the real approach
The mind was turning as such

The life was cruel alright
But we encouraged fight
The rivalry was on rise
This is no more surprise

We shall not cease
To think and release
About goodness from within
That shall never be seen again