No End To Game Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

It is absolutely power game
No one bothers where from the money came
It must come and yield
There is open field

“Rule the world with might”
Not physical but economic rights
Wealth is enough to guide
The spoils can be easily divided

Where is the dearth of greedy people?
At any part of world there can be trouble
Engineered at free will under money power
People may fight among with thirsty showers

Religion does not hold
Countries are no bolder
No strong economic or foreign policies
Only live under aid and simple mercy

Yes so money rules horizon
World is divided into zones
Mighty rule and weak face the bloodshed
Outside countries dictate and indirectly lead

There is no end to game
Somewhere it is power and somewhere it is fame
Power and influence play great part
Only rivalry stays in sight to start