Treasure Island

hasmukh amathalal

(17/05/1947 / Vadali, Dist: - sabarkantha, Gujarat, India)

Lord Buddha Again


Do we need Lord Buddha again?
To alleviate our suffering and pain
Was his work half finished it that time?
Or have we chosen the different path this time

Blood has become thinner than water
Where have we any point to cater?
On the name of religion and sects
We are involving in mad acts

'Death for death' attacks for attack
We have nothing at stake
Humanity cries with no tears
There is no tolerance left to bear

'Keep smile on face'
No differentiation between races
Come to my refuge
I shall never refuse

Still those words keep ringing
I find the hymn worth singing
What a clarity we find with a magic!
We need to search some basic

'Just stop killing' we can pray
We can bow down to spread the sway
We need someone to reappear
Whole of world lives under fear

Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014
Edited: Monday, July 14, 2014

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