As Huminity Itself Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

"It is mom's fold"
I have been told
It was preferred
By the creator, the Lord

"Find the secured place"
And face
The world is so beautiful
The mother has made it natural

What has she not to give?
And forgive
To naughty boy
For simple toy

She has love to feed
Despite external greed
Poverty or illness
She has beautiful smiling face

It is not her creation
She is embodiment of lovely relation
She has given you treasure of the world
All in gift and nothing has been sold

Keep reserve new name
And claim
Position for herself
As sign of humanity itself