Kind Heart

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Kind heart Even god showed imperfectness When made man's face Hidden it with crookedness And sent to human race If he was to be tested He could have been retained Trained and lectured On how to spread peace and ordered He kept mum and did nothing Now he expected something That human being excel in behavior Stand for correctness and honor I wondered Why did he falter? Trusted cunning fox And sealed fate in box They all proved jackals Even worse than animals Who cheated their own brethren? And deceived children even What was with parents to give? No drop of leniency or to forgive As they had practiced no tolerance And always remained tense Where was the time to give lessons? Of humanity with reasons As nature stood to show in support But where was such kind art at heart?

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