The Enemy Must Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The enemy must

I wrote and signed
Repeatedly uttered and read
I sent my poems to beloved friends
To read the danger and prepare for brave end

Why people are silent?
Why national spirit is absent?
Why do you consider yourself inferior to crowd?
So you say inside home and speak no loud

Come out in street as Turkey people did
Sit before their embassy and read
Your protest memorandum signed with blood
So they will know the road is not smooth ahead

People should know
If leadership is sold out and did nto go
With public sentiments
Let them bow out

You are might
So prove right
Rise above devil
Crush its head and kill

You need not be bodily strong
But infuse patritotic spirit and songs
Let their blood boil and go for hunt
The enemy must bear brunt