Nation Is Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nation is

Salute not to those
Who pose?
As savior of mankind
And breed of super brand

They have inherited family name
Got rich back ground to claim
Have not seen poverty throughout
Still prefer to talk loudly about

Such people are curse in any nation
Who claim to have grass root level relation?
Speak about poverty and hardship
But they have nothing to follow any ideals or to keep

I shall go for such people
Who struggle for two square meal?
Dream for no palaces
Or take pride for special race

They are real human
Who are no mean
But sacred for our survival
As nation is built more of such people