Cock's Peace Call Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Cock's peace call
Friday,30th October 2020

As the cock gives morning peace alarm,
I awaken hastily and warm-up
the mosques give a call
church's bell too ring

I take out my flute
fill the air to get a tune
"peace to my countrymen and peace to all"
harmony all over and no hatred call

previously, I was praying for material gain
with happiness minus pain
now everything has changed
but at large, the world has not managed

we are back to the gun culture
to secure the additional land and future
on the name of population and religion
it has created an imbalance in the region
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"destruction and only destruction"
powerful nations aggravate the situation
no ethics, no basis, but only religion
the earthly heaven has turned into living hell

my flute gets sudden halt
it is proving blue from the bolt,
where are we heading for?
is there any medicine for healing dear?

Dr Jadia Hasmukh