Truely Condemn Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Truly condemn

There is no good or bad
Its outcome is sad
The terrorism is like an ulcer
It can never be nicer

Think of death by love one
Who shall like it to happen?
When people are at prayers
And gun down with bullet sprayers

What do you get?
Out of it
Despair, joy or some solace
You have nothing to show on face

When you speak of oneness
That divine power provides
Why one particular name should be preferred?
Call it Allah, God, Christ as professed

This madness must stop
Prayers should remain in heart and at top
If someone does not follow
Get him convinced for happy tomorrow

And see your cruel work
And then you claim with holy word
Cut or behead the people in open
Who will grant you heaven?

Let us not show leniency
Encourage such people in country
Death by cruel method anywhere can be unwelcome
We should truly condemn