Peace On Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

They walked behind
Something to find
With no aim
And nothing to claim

Simple followers
Blind goers
With one call
They are ready to fall

No ideology
Preached by clergy
But only one almighty
To up hold it, is their duty

Call them terrorist
Make them to understand and insist
Nothing works as simple as that
It is still not late

Only jungle law prevails
Any mechanism or machinery fails
Chieftain’s word is law and rule
That is to be followed in full

It may go on
Till the battle is won
It is not open war
But may extend still far

Let us pay more
But never forget to explore
They may adopt tough posture
We got to make it for sure

Future may be bleak
But we got to speak
Not from point of weakness
But with love and peace on face