Hardly Found Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Hardly found

Make your presence felt
And fragrance smelt
The noble work is done for poor and needy
Feel pride in being the emissary of an almighty

You may be hand to mouth
But still breathe
For those who need your support
In move for capturing the fort

It is symbolic drive
To live
Among people with some motives
And keep self very selective

You are leading mass
That is called downtrodden class
Who need someone as their leader?
And feel sufferer too

There is dearth of good people
Who feel the pulse of simple human?
You may have many rich people around
But some simple and good people are hardly found