Where Is Face Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I lost no track
The mind was packed
The thoughts were invading
And evading

But what had I in mind?
I wanted to be kind
To all living beings
Each one in this global ring

Why was it needed?
Why was it taken over by hatred?
Why love went back seat?
Are we useless and unfit?

We hanged Jesus Christ
Still we made forceful dissension and insisted
Whole of universe is in flame
Which religion are we going to blame?

We are after creator
To dishonor
And prove our being useless
Where is our face?