His Touch - Poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Hope no one is missing me there
As I feel lots of pain here
When look down with despair!
Why have human beings turned unfair?
They were really orphan
Now they find it easy with fun
What is difference today between street boys and learned one?
Each one is behaving with madness even
I found His touch in you
When lifted with love to view
You smiled with innocent face
I thought I have won the world's beautiful race
You new nothing about universe
As you were abandoned with curse
With each call of cry, we were feeling sadness
Now see the outcome of grown up faces
Not I say alone, but many messengers!
Who had descended to serve and deal hunger!
I felt pain at hart and took the mission
Humanity has been forgotten and is now in question
Minor children, young and even old people
Make women and girls to live in hell
Whom to trust and whom to believe?
I pray God to make it congenial to live
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