End With Niceties Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

End with niceties

There is an age old saying
When jackal's days are over for dying
It will run towards crowed cities
This will bring an end with niceties

So if we don't improve
And prove
That there is kindness
And smile on face

The world shall face annihilation
And that shall be an end of civilization
Not only entire population may suffer
But ugly face of harrowing tales may enter

Why love should take over?
The hatred to grant safe protection or cover
When we are fully engulfed with jealousy and greed
These factors are enough to bring destruction with misdeeds

So we invite our downfall
And then cry foul call
With help from all quarters
Where as we deserve worst type of manners