Sore Mind Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Arrogant animals

Whether rich or poor
But he is our neighbor
He will rush first to your door
Of something is heard as shout with fear

Such is the feeling
And it is true and willing
You may not have good terms
But surely he ill rescues you and turns

Such is human bond
Other things stand as second
Even though we are arrogant animals
We still love people

Sometimes misgivings prevail
And all efforts fail
To patch up and heal
Even if bad memory is already dealt with

Let us act as human
And love all men
And women
In life when happily driven