Breeding Ground Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We wanted and asked for liberty
The democracy was unsuitable and dirty
The slavery and bondage had made permanent home
Free air and liberty was never welcome

Stick is still the rule
Corruption is taught from school
Parents line up at school to throw the chits
You find new product of cheats

No field is left out to maneuver
There is now difficulty for beginner
He inhales the corrupt air and learns
People are not cause of worry or concern

We have created breeding grounds
Corrupt and harmful mosquitoes are always found
They bite and spread the disease when go round
The whole system is spoiled and remains unsound

No one can free the system
The evil has grown from stem
The roots are so deep and within
They will always triumph and win

We want no such rule for the day
It has taken everything away
They rule the scene and hold the sway
We find no scope for hope and ray

One in a million chances are there with some possibility
Country may face disintegration and loose the stability
It will be broken into pieces under heavy odds
The poor and downtrodden may suffer heavily under load

We wanted peaceful life but not at such personal cost
It was never realized or thought over by most
The democracy has some advantage but values are lost
The apprehensions are more with less of trust

Not a single field is free from blame
We have no regret and feel for shame
We take it as routine nonsense act
There is no let up in our approach for this fact
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