Suicide Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Suicide
Friday, September 11,2020
5: 41 AM

Secluded
Undertaking
Intelligence failure
Criminal act
Insult
Degradation
End

Suicide
Who are we to decide?
And bring an end
Of a precious life with an ugly trend

Is it not the cowardice act?
To run away from the fact
That life is "meant to struggle"
For all the people

What for are we sent?
Have we to retrace steps and vent feelings?
Why not pay our dues to the motherland?
And set an example for friends!

Whether right or wrong
It does not mean life for a cheap song
So you end up without justification
You are creating a blot on human relation

Can you earn two time's meal?
Or deal
With a hard situation!
And come well with the improvisation

It is not at your discretion
You are the creation
By an almighty
Who has sent you as an emissary

Dr Jadia Hasmukh