An End To Struggle Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I shall curse for all those
Who have taken an oath and deposed
For upholding the constitution
And save the people of nation

They have suffered in all the ages
Kept under yoke and in iron cage
Without voice to dissent and no participation
In any matter concerning the self determination

Foreigners have gone leaving behind
Vast population with new way to find
Determine own future and shape the destiny
Now were the golden days to feel happy

We forgot slavery and painful memory
Many leaders from new generation made us to feel sorry
So much hatred and lines drawn on cast lines
Main issues like hunger, education pushed on side lines

Politicians take money to fight election
Industrialist renders help for mines selection
Countries wealth as such is plundered
Looted in day light and ineffectiveness is rendered

Let us not see the individual with cast background
Make the judiciary powerful and sound
Let no politician get escaped and go Scot free
The country is coming up like full and big tree

Millions look towards bright future
We have sold out education with no cure
Degrees are sold; fake admission is made for sure
This is how we boost for country's progress and assure

Large amount is siphoned and taken out of country
This is not only fraud but a chain committed with treachery
'Who will the cat' is the question raised around
We got to do something and system must be found

Let us resolve to see the nation intact
Let us not disregard basic realities with fact
If we go on cheating with people
There won't be an end to struggle