Short Memory Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We have short memory
Only express regret and sorry
Occasionally utter some words and offer solace
Relatively under sadness or what ever the case

Life has become very cheap and unworthy
Yet some of the services deserve sympathy
They are put above the entire existing one
As very noble and praise worthy work has been done

No t that life is not dear
Not that they are unaware and hear
All types of demoralizing stories and motives
Yet they remain aloof and subjective

Death is certain for any living individual
It must be treated as certainty and takes as casual
Yet no one throws away life for silly causes
It is demanded only when some danger clouds chase

There might some black sheep as well
But here some different story is to tell
No one stops work for a while
It is pursued relentlessly in its own style

We mourn the death and proclaim sacrifice
Put all kinds of honor on his demise
Nation remembers his adventure for holding flag
His body is carried away in carriage with simple tag

“Here lays great son of the soil” the wordings may be read
Nation remembers his heroic struggle and may be lead
Words not to supplement the loss but to commemorate
His upholding of rituals which fairly stand above and relate