Shine As Gold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Dreams are shattered and scattered
When wrong arena is entered
Same hands may run after you and blood hungry
As they have lost the patience and became angry

His one word was law
Whole desert kingdom echoed it to allow
Millions spread the message of savior
He was considered as genuine runner

How many prayed for his long life
Life had been difficult to walk on edge of knife
This man had brought all happiness
Faces shined, joy expressed and traced

Power corrupts absolutely
Erodes position and become known latterly
When everything has gone out of hand
Foes and well wishers have already turned against from friends

O ruler, you were not same
As an apostle or savior you came
We all prayed for all your longer stay
But alas! You were killing us and driving away

What made you to change?
Why such transformation came with age?
Your glory was speaking loud on golden pages
Why could not you hold it firmly and manage?

You did enough for our welfare
Yet we were forced to look at and stare
Many of our brethrens disappeared in streets
We have no kith and keen now to greet

You spread reign of terror
It nothing short of horror
Our faces frightened us in mirror
You were proving like Fuhrer (Hitler)

Your final act can’t be pardoned
They are in worst possible terms can be condemned
Now you are no more in this world
We may build new nation which may regain glory and shine as gold