Now Turned Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Since years
We lived free sans fears
Moved around
As primitive on ground

No on looked at
No one fought
Everybody shared
Until it was stared

We were made slaves
Strangely behaved
And chained
We have been ruined

We have waged longed struggle
That was full of troubles
We were afraid of foreign marauders
But now it is local leaders

Our own brethren
Now turned
Thirsty
And blood hungry

Cast is against cast
This race mat not last
For longer period
As clashes are not avoided