Love And Be Kind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love the land
Till you are dead
Neither is it trade
Nor earning of bread

Land is where you are born
Taken first breathe and tried to learn
How to stand on feet
And surprisingly greet

You got the school friends
Those remained with you ill end
Parent parted good education
To learn and build good relation

Fresh air that you took
Good food that you cooked
The money you earned
The experience you learned

Keep those things in mind
Love the people and be kind
Motherland is so important
Stand by her and present

If you are not loyal
You can be looked loyal
For the countries interest
You good to look elegant and serve best