Can We Cheat Death Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Can we cheat death?

Think of immortality granted to human being
And immense powers to act like king
The lovely world may soon witness many tyrants
Where may live only powerful and giants

This is the only weapon god has kept in armory
That makes person all the time concerned and weary
If each part is allowed to be replaced in open market
They would never allow any one to die or let

There would have been no churches or temples
Nobody could have been seen with any kind of struggle
Surely human being is not to be trusted animal anytime
As it has been proved beyond doubt with certain crimes

Things are different and not taken that lightly
Human mind is such that may not allow leading happily
It is irony of fact and must be taken on front value
We are not contended with what ever is with us by virtue

Everybody is scared of death
Only while laying the wreath
It occurs to their mind of nothingness
Some kind of gloom descends and creates aloofness

Can the death be cheated any time?
This had puzzled me occasionally on several times
When person thinks of delivering good all the times
Yes death becomes useless tool in present time

"Death is just a stop for life and it starts again"
Not at the same place but somewhere else again
No one knows what will the form of another entity?
Surely it may be the prerogative of powerful almighty

Death may frighten but not defeat us at all
If that has been taken as divinity call
Fold the hands in open and just pray
That may vapor sometimes to give way