Final Call Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Final Call
Final call
Sunday,27th June 2021
Sink or swim
but keep trust in sun's beam
that shall guide your Path
and strengthen the faith
I don't know for Sure
how much time I shall be here
but I have no fears
and get ready to bear the pain
family and members
always make me happier
cause me no worry
and help the task carry further
so far so good
I was in and out of the wood
the sea was calm and appeared not rough
there was every reason for me to smile or laugh
Was it easy to pry?
the fate was closing in and tried
I was to be taken far off the land
with no sign to end where!
I asked soul
what was this call?
have I to accept last fall?
I can't escape the destiny wall
my ship sails smoothly
to be taken away finally
with no regret or sadness
the smile rushes on the face
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
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