Crash At The Gates Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Crash At The Gates

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I have seen the vehicles crashing at the gates
They die on the spots without awaiting fate
It takes its toll and result is on the spot
Still it is accepted as entertainment sport

Same type of gates crashed all over the world
Some of the heads role when heat turns on very cold
They are pointed out in shoddy deals
Some doubts are cast on their integrity in real

Billions or even more does not appeal much
They have developed tendency as such
More money with fame and luxurious things at their disposal
More avenues find their attention with lucrative proposals

Liberty and freedom has done enough of damage
Law agencies have miserably failed to sustain and manage
What do we gain by granting enough of rights for violation?
It is big and eating us up from within posing a grave question

1G-,2 G and many more unknown ground
Such a planned robbery will never be found
Meticulous planning and its execution is very sound
They remain on the scene unruffled till pushed on ground

Many lawyers and intelligent brave minds open in filed
More grounds to cover with secret blessing and capture the yield
Why do we worry about the coffers when it is not going to be full?
Little cry on scene, crocodile tears, high nationalism and then may prevail lull

The corruption has found safe heaven
No one takes slight notice even
It has prevailed in past and may move on
No crusade against it can be won

It is global phenomena as they put
Not much can be done or sizable ice can be cut
It will prevail, in one form or another
You may join and lead luxurious life at the cost of others

Everybody has their own axe to grind
Where else such fine things we can find?
No punishment for unpardonable crime?
It is one of the best available life times



Let it rule and ruin us for generations
We may feel sad with every new revelation
It may soon be forgotten to be taken by another brand
Same breed but with different faces awaiting garland

No one thinks of divesting their voting rights?
No one thinks of expelling them to secluded place in flights?
They shamelessly occupy media coverage and enjoy prominence
What type of justice is this and proof of good governance?

The nation can not be build on ruins
The corrupt and dishonest can ruthlessly be turned
Not only good and stable nation we can expect
But with enough of regards and full respect

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India
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