From Ism Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Vehicles are daily added
On road
Making it congested
Nothing more is suggested

Traffic is increased
Pollution is sensed
At an alarming level
The health hazard is likely to reveal

People talk of human trafficking
Someone calls of child trafficking
It is only striking mind
We are not able to stop this kind

What is the use?
IF we can't stop misuse
It may go on with or without law
It may not stop but go down or slow

Let us not provide lip service
Or expect any promise
The world is suffering from ‘ism"
This is blot on humanism