Real Honesty Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

</>If you think of real honesty
If at all, then must be real blessings from almighty
No on has on these days to claim?
For we need not worry and blame

For anybody to die as honest man
I will be the first person as fan
For I know he might have undergone many ordeals
To look as if pure and real

He may certainly die secluded death
As such thing has never been witness on earth
There won’t be any crowd
To raise the banner and shout the slogans so loud

He may have no known circle
Who may any time create hurdle
He may be leading simple life in isolation
Not keeping in contact and maintaining relation

So on natural death no one to shed tears
No one to lament loss and express fears
As he was none to anyone and left nothing
People to have few words to comment for something

But if at all, we could express our feeling
Let us share what he did entire life as willing
Let his life be left alone for people to judge
We should bear no favor or regret under any rage

It is good on part of human being to slide a mud
As honest had to try and prove that he is not thug
Any path undertaken by him may any time boomerang
Vested people may take many courses and try to hang

Thank God humanity is still alive
People are not fool to believe
Even if one searches within honestly
He will never find an answer earnestly

neither are we sure of calling anybody as saint or sage (Mahatma (saint)
Nor we have any proof or standard to write them on page
Who, as on date, can we claim as spotless person?
If so, then you may have personal interest with dubious reasons