Under Thick Smoke Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We propagate and own wholly
As we have failed to understand any
What have we to do with eternal peace?
When life is comfortable spent at ease

Why do we bother about people next door?
Why to think they are black, white or poor?
I am specially suited so enjoy
Why should I put show for decoy?

It is good for public consumption
There can never be any resumption
The difference may remain forever
But still hope is alive to narrow it down, however

We are good at deceiving art
We will show bravery at the start
We may withdraw steps at any time
But may render lip services sometimes

We have learnt to live among fake surrounding
It looks hollow and offer no solution or sounding
It is just spoken at functions but not followed
Some of atrocities are still committed and allowed

Nature e has created day and light
Fear and apprehensions with the advent of night
Why some people black and white?
Why tussle over everything and fight?

It will remain so long as the nature remains
It will persist so long it has strong domain
It will not disappear at one stroke
It may remain even under thick smoke