Good Try Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Ego is to be satisfied
At every stage you must be lied
Each and every law must be defied
Then laugh at others and wrongly justified

If so then it should not be groomed
If so life is certainly to be doomed
It may bring down your entire empire
Less people may remain with you to admire

You may be your own prisoner
You will be isolated sooner or alter
You will not be able to set free
You will be tied and unable to flee

You won't know when time may pass
Up to this time people might have known your class
You are most hated person but not told on face
Time may soon fix you in unavoidable chase

Try to free from bondage
Still you have time left in age
If you can alter the cycle
You can still avoid the embargo and troubles

Only brave people may be spared
Foolish people may live under and dared
That time may be short lived
Not everything said may be believed

Life may soon be reaching dead end
You will be surrounded by no friends
It will speak of futile enterprise so far
But then you have gone too far

No time to trace back and confine
Life span is already lost and defined
What ego has to do now for bidding good bye?
To come in sense before time may be worth good try