Most Of The Work Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Most of the work

Life is not what it ought to be
But life is chained and not made free
You are made to struggle for every inch
The pain and agony shall always pinch

If you belong to poor family
You will be living shabbily
With no amenities you need
But with scarcity and without proper feed

It is your ship
To keep
In readiness
With lots of chase

Do not look at stars
They are very far
You can make them to guide
Learn the path and precisely decide

The life shall open
The gate for heaven
You shall be happily driven
As most of the work might have been already done