At Our Will Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Let us not run
For fun
For mirage
That is written on page

If we run with illusion
There shall always be confusion
With nothing in sight
To feel right

You will feel no freedom
It is experienced seldom
It is simple mental development
With no improvement

You will find good and evil
Not to be seen at our will
Mighty takes over and rule
Rest all watch helplessly like fool

The life is voyage alright
But we need to make it right
In our own small way
It may certainly pay