Holy And Sacred Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Holy And Sacred
Mother land is holy and sacred
We must believe and be led
If mother is to be believed
Motherland is to be protected
How many young people still sacrifice?
What do they see in homeland with promise?
Clear way for country people
Just believe in their efficiency and struggle
They are not goats to be butchered
The country people should not be misled
There is no fun in underlying their sacrifice
They deserve everything including social life
See that they are always taken in high esteem
Attack on their life is causing great concern
They have family and children at home
Cause no criticism and welcome
No autumn or spring ever attracts
Only enemy strikes with attack
Take toll of many soldiers
For want of no crime of offers
We enjoy the paradise
But loose the charm with merchandise
Everything is weighed in terms of money
Where can we find safe refuge and honey?
Very thoughtful poem, Hasmukh ji, that raises many pertinent issues. Yes, the brave sons of the motherland deserve much better, when the rest of the people are leading profane lives. Warm regards, GSP Rao, Hyderabad Mar 27,2014
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5/7/2024 2:07:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful poem sir! I would imagine of a land where the need to protect ceases to exist. How would it be if there would be no enemy! What is the reaction going on your mind right now? Rejection? Smile? Acceptance? Disbelief? Absurd? Would a state of enemylessness make us blunt or simple, would that cause tremor to our 'raison d'être' or would it scale up our 'joie de vivre'! Warm regards,