Find My Calls Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Find My Calls
Find my call
'My followers'
Follow strict orders
Behave in gentle manner
And live within religious border
I asked once
He did not become tense
Offered his son as best sacrifice
The need was sufficed
But why did you follow bad custom?
If you could not follow spirit of Islam
Part with dearest thing you have?
Why do you kill innocent lives to make me believe?
I want to festivity on this occasion
I know it is holiest celebration
You are making charity and donations
You stand supreme and poor raise slogans
Your prayers stand unique
It has ideals and basics
But what has driven you mad?
Why do you make others to suffer and turn sad?
Give no pain
And remain
Pious and religious with pure soul
Behave and believe if you find my call
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