For Humanitarian Touch Poem by V P Mahur

Never think my dear too much
Be free from selfish clutch
Burn the bush of hatred
To show your humanitarian touch

It is never too hard to proceed
For your graceful breed
Towards the virtues of heart
And to sow the humanitarian seed

It is never too late to appeal
And before all to reveal
Your heart's glorious glow
Removing all the rotten peel

Let the light of your real soul
Wash off the darkness foul
For the sake of humanitarian touch
Let the world be a loveful bowl