Without Any Criticism Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Without any criticism

Our heart must bleed
By seeing others blood
Or pain on face
We should really forget the cast and race

It must develop
And stop
Any kind of ill feeling
Towards poor and struggling

No charity
But quality
Of words and action
With compassion

If that is with us
And children are taught in schools
They shall perform real act
Towards needy and old people in face

To help them pass the road
Or to give them from share some pieces of bread
With gesture and love
The heaven's presence has to be believed

The children do help beggars
Give them food and offer
Some monetary assistance
And show them their stance

If we can do once in a week
We shall have some point of speak
About humanity and humanism
Without any criticism