Exploitation Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

World will cease to exist and face extinction,
Not to differentiate and make the distinction,
It all hinges on the word exploitation,
Simple logic and need no explanation.

Big fish kills small fish,
Small fished are served in dish,
Human beings want it as wish,
Thus is the end and matter finish,

If potters creation remains intact,
No place will be left on earth in fact,
If all babies survive and not die,
People will have to come in open and lie,

Crowd all over and no space will be left,
Bread will be snatched and increase in theft,
Nothing will be secured and disorder prevail,
No more opportunities and chances avail,

Why rich should bother the poor?
Why do we expect open door?
If we believe in HIM then it is fate,
Opinion to be formed before it is late,

We strongly believe and expect,
World to change and order arrange,
Let every one live happily and manage,
Why then bloodshed and ghastly carnage?

It is cycle that works and move,
No one can stop and no one can remove,
We got to accept the universal law,
It is His creation and has no flaw,

Why one takes birth as king?
Lavish marriage and diamond ring,
Pomp and show with beautiful life,
Luxury at feet and situation rife,

One toils hard but finds no bread,
Life is sustained only on thread,
Death is casual and no one read,
Where survival is question then how to lead?