So Much Misery Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We are part of global set up
From North Pole to south we are spread
How many ethnic groups it might be covering
We are not sure and still wondering

Many parts still reel under anarchy
It seems they are not blessed by almighty
They are subjected to torture and slavery
The world opinion is divided and not hared by many

How come same religious group becomes intolerant?
Kill innocent people, butcher and regularly interrupt
Their way of life and continue to gun them down
Their plight all over world is known

There may be some short comings
In their approach and preaching
How come we fail to recognize His dominating role?
Humanity really weeps and waits for call

Let us not continue same trend?
We need to be peace loving and friends
How can we witness people in pool of blood?
Where as we are running short of food

Some of the trouble spots are decades old
The atrocity and excess is much to bear and to be told
How many people are dying daily?
Can we not term it senseless and silly?

In civilized world we must struggle for better world
Where people should be guided and clearly told
About futility in continuing with armed struggle
And adding of so much misery to the poor people