Humanity Cries Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Humanity cries

Whether it is Islamic militant movement
Or separatists bomb attacks
The innocent public has to undergo suffering
With little in receipt of aid offerings

How many children die daily?
For the want of medical facility
Where bullets are flying like hell
The militants have something more to add fuel

Safe passage has to be made
For people to come out of blockade
To count their dead
And for help to plead

What on earth they are doing well?
What do they want to convey or tell?
No civilized world shall accept genocide
On the name of religion to decide

Let the hell be rained
Let their strength be drained
Attack more and annihilate
They have no place on this date

People have suffered enough
What do they talk about heaven through?
Is there any place for giving life and taking livers?
The humanity in street really cries