New Belief Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Never rush
And never push
But silently walk
And nicely talk

Life may pass
With its simple class
If you are poor
You will be shown exit door

If you are rich
You will reach
And preach
As liberal coach

Such is discrimination
With violation
Not by nature
But by our brothers and sisters

They forget
And simply let
Others to feel ill will
And help human spirit to kill

We need to learn
And turn
Leaf
For new belief