Our Origin Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

No need to feel shame
As we have no reason to blame
Anyone for anything
As we lack everything

Why do we prefer white color?
And condemn black color
Is that not important in life to feel?
When dark clouds hover above for love to fill?

We are cunning animals in all the respects
We have no restriction in our acts
We follow the path that suits
And leave the way when find it late

We kill person for money
Strangulate woman without pity
Torture her with cruel treatment
Where is humanity at present?

White people claim supremacy?
Even though the creator is almighty
Each one forgets the anecdotal history
That speaks about our origin already

Let some one have pride in rich heritage?
Let some one feel proud about ability to manage
Forget not" poor too have their world"
They too enjoy with poverty untold