Back To The Fold Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Back to thefold

Thursday,7th June 2018

I did not understand
and tried to stand
for the welfare of the family
I was detached from them already

what did they expect?
some kind of acts
that were needed for them in life
when they faced strife-torn life

glittering outside influenced me
since I was totally free
and cared more about outsiders
in that way, I played as an offender

but soon I realized about an illusion
why was there confusion?
I must rush back to the family
and take care of everybody

I am no machine
but feel divine too
I must belong to my fold
even-though no one has so far told me

Hasmukh Amathalal Mehta