Some More Deaths Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Try to read as many poems as possible
With no particular attachment or trouble
It provides good opportunity to know
Where or in which direction the current wind blows

So many up and down
The misery remains unknown
So many people are migrating or fleeing
For life and face death as living being

Some devil like forces have taken over
With no ideology to provide as peaceful cover
It is simple show of indecency
With mass murder and cruelty

Where are we today?
Where are people who swayed?
Dominated sky and land
Now taking everybody to dead end

Let us crush them
With whatever forces available to tame
Give them no chance to raise head again
Let it cause some more deaths and pain?