As Reward Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Evaluate life with calculation
Think of it as pure mission
If life was mere chance
You need to look back at once

Why is that you were picked?
Sent to earth and staked
For someone to perform
And stay as better informed

The thing proves contrary
We become weary
Think always of darkness
And bring gloom on face

The light is around
On needed little effort to search for ground
It shall certainly be found
The fact may look so sound

Yes, ups and down shall mar
Bu you can go very far
Come back and settle with experience
Life shall be at variance

It may be futile
To think for a while
That life is useless
Needs no effort to chase

More and more you dig
You shall feel big
With sweet sweating as reward
Life shall becomes to look forward