The Great People Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It was sheer nonsense
To have lost sense
And thought of an ending
Precious life into fading

Is that not cowardice?
To retrace from promise
"I shall be true to mission"
With self confession

This has pulled me back
On several occasion to stake
Claim on life as sacred task
With fresh lease of life and good start

We are on lease
To release
Love and peace
For others to live with smile on face

The great people have sacrificed their lives
And firmly believed
That someone has to come forward
For making it beautiful and look too outward

It may not be easy
And sometimes keep us busy
For whole life struggling
Still there is hope of surviving