The Chain Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

The chain

Think of power
That is offered to
With option to bring back
The arms of clock

The sun may stop
The evening shall remain on top
The stars may shine whole night
You shall feel it right

But think of disaster
That has been brought after
No one has been given such liberty
Even to closest follower of an almighty

So think of no possibility
That is no probability
No one can bring back clock arms
If so it shall definitely harm

So day is made for hard work
Night is for re-looking backward
The chain has to go on
The path is already shown