As Clay Man Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

As clay man

Start from where you stand
Know the beautiful and lovely land
Keep friendly trend
Now you look up to send messages

It is simple
You may know as an individual
The secrets of life and its mission
There shall remain no confusion

You are real man
Made of clay and known as common man
You know the plight and its address
You are in position to face

What shall be your endeavor?
To earn honor
Or go for quick return
Now you think more and turn towards

The real man never suffers
Even if nothing is at disposal to alter
But strong resolve comes to his recue
When he tries to tackle and view the situation