From The Clay Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Nothing can be imagined
About future and planned
If we do not pin on hope
He whole stage show will prove flop

When life is uncertain
And future is unsustainable
Eyes may look towards sky
Hopelessly wish and try

The hands may give some indication
That almighty may please to everybody’s satisfaction
It is his wish that keeps you alive
Force to move on and live

Yes life is not meant to merry and spend time
It is much more for given time
To live and let others live
Respect other faith and believe

It is easier to be said than done
People are crazy and hell bent to burn down
Property and take the lives
For forceful implementation of what they believe

Helplessness certainly drives in
To create such feelings and scene
Let us believe in one thing
We are from clay and one day clay may be missing