Fools As We Are Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Fools as we are

Laugh not at self
There is much more in shelf
Today is the day
Watch it in fun way

Who knows?
Who blows?
And from which side
But no one knows how to decide

Bluff seems truth
Life turns into death
People make rumors
Yet we all spread it like rumor monger

It has field day
Children, elders and friends have field day
All ring up with false messages
Someone really gets trapped in golden cages

Yet it has significance
Come only once
But leaves behind great impression
"Fools all we are "airs with confession