Good Repute Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

“Slowly and steady wins the race “the legend says
The self contentment is reflected on face
You need not go for its search
It is there within your reach

Without money you are called beggar
No one may pay you respect forever
They will keep relation only if you are wealthy
Rest of the people may maintain but disappear slowly

“Never divert the honesty” the legend adds
You may be blessed by almighty
The wealth may pour in like steady water
The situation may gradually alter

You will have no matter to worry
So keep happiness and do not hurry
The wealth may be coming from holy sources
You will have noble willingness to spend on force

This shall earn you good repute
Even though you may remain silent and mute
You will boost no more and help silently
Your status may be all the time high presently