In World Politics Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Peace is always in mind
The purpose is to find
Means and ways
To push the world away

From dangers
From hunger
And moreover
To provide safe cover

Their intention is known
They frown
At progress made by small countries
So always formant troubles to destabilize

On face of it, it shall look like peace drive
But in fact, it is simple bribe
For small countries to surrender for getting aid
Sell sovereignty rights and invite problems unsaid

They become puppet
With sealing own fate
They become pawn in world politics
Entire mankind is lost in dreaming about peace