Find Him Out

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Find him out I want to put big hoardings And announce good amount as offerings For bringing back lost friend As we remain clueless from his end It was since two months When I heard his breathe With sign of full energy As he tried to raise his voice against anarchy His voice was for bringing world peace By poetical overtures in form of verses But his absences baffles us We certainly feel and miss I see behind drive The concrete move To stand by the helpless people Who live under fear and struggle? The refugees meet cruel deaths Why plight and pain doesn't take respiratory breathe? Why can't they be provided peaceful time? Let us all try give them best time So find out good soul Give worldwide call Find him out and bring to the light We shall them all feel alright

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