Love Thee Neighbor Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Love thee neighbor
Who is very poor?
Do not show the door
Keep little affection in store

Put the confidence in all
It is not said by me but it is by holy call
Keep heart clean and prevent the fall
Lord may help you in scaling the wall

Trust is the precious jewel
You may do always well
God may guide you to rush for helpless
He is there to help but seek your kind face

What good is served if we mistrust woman folk?
With whom we go freely, confide and talk
If whole world is not trusted to go along
Then certainly there is something wrong

If we mean to say that God did mistake
There was no enough thought for intake
Whole world was brought up for no purpose
Then it goes in flame for the want of only suppose

When you say you have trust in God
Let there be faith in his word
His creations, nature and environment
Let us not commit sin by adverse comment

He hears and feels you in every moment
Your prayers and need for blessings are definitely sent
He will not reject it merely on wrong ground
You should be in right place and correctly found

There flows the river with all the sins
Everyone picks up water and as if with great win
Wise and devotee may think twice before action
As it is apparent very painful from the reaction

Let us behave responsibly without any disregard
Every word written or spoken by Him must be taken forward
Let us remain brethren and contribute toward peace
Lord wants us to leave with harmony and at very ease

No one is licensed to kill
No one has right to impose will
It is your inner strength that may guide you
You must prove yourself honest and very true

We are not here to show even little discourtesy
As Lord is always kind and keen to show mercy
We must live happily and need not worry
Any disrespect may cause us to feel sorry

Can we justify why did he suffer cruelty?
Was he not that powerful as almighty?
What did he say at the end of torture?
Lord forgive them for they are blind for future

I may not be true disciple
I may not be even good pupil
But I am true believer and ardent supporter
My stature may go up and not fall shorter