May Bow More Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

You have less crowd
To listen the words and be heard
The voice is lost in wilderness
With stiff resistance on the face

Public is running after show
Noble people are not allowed to grow
They are pushed aside and thrown
Their existence is never made known

People want sweet words
Sugar coated one to look onward
Harsh word. In form of advice, is not preferred
Even father is disliked at home when advice is offered

“Cunning person may bow more” legend says
He will use sweet words and explore
He will know your weak points and probe
Do his work silently and rob

Now a day, it is easy to offer sweet words
People too prefer good listener for their work
If some one offer praises, they may like more
They will know not know about the blow delivered