World Crown At Her Feet Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
World Crown At Her Feet
World crown at her feet
Look at her smiling face
And trace the elements of joy
She has nothing to worry
About the colour of child she carries
No one throws child away
If he bears black skin and says
"Mama, mama "the mother gets fully excited
He joy in holding child is simply doubled
No woman may mind
If she finds
Her child has dark complexion
On the contrary, she has enormous love in raising children
She has nothing to complain
But the supremacy of God remains
All the time in her heart
This is called humanitarian art
Whether she works in field
Or works with prestigious position held
Her love for child never lessens
She has world's crown
She may remain same
For child to grow in time
He may part with and choose different path
Mother may hold the same feeling till her last breath
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