To The Prosperity Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

To the prosperity

Love shall never fail
But avail
Golden opportunities
Daily and prove as part of divinity

The trees are living
With life and relieving
Oxygen for our fresh air
This is really true and fair

We never care
On the contrary dare
To cut them and make land infertile
Take away the refuge for animals

Try to know more
About nature
And you shall explore
What steps should be taken to secure nature

Nature is very much near
To forces that causes no fear
But draw us to the prosperity
And remove poverty