Sell The Name Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Sell the name of God

Throw mud
At god
Try and sell
His name even if with bad spell

We give medicine
In the name of divine magic
Collect the money from people
Who are sufferer and subjected to struggle

The nature is disturbed
The trees are removed
Tall buildings are brought on fertile land
The fertilizers and excessive use of chemicals have ruined the mother land

Still we are running after
Concrete jungles to alter
The ecological balance and health of people
We are same selfish individuals

The nature shall remain
When earth is fully devastated devoid of humans
The wind may blow in same manner
Not to invite people of sinner nature