MUTE PEACE! Pray do not, misconstrue my chaos, like the flutterings of a butterfly caught fast in a web. Lazily, you watch as my wings come undone, legs torn, in bits and pieces. pigments and scales, scattered, shedding shimmering tears. And with a swipe, you pluck me off to free me, mauling my body from its breath. Pray, Remove your denial, My freedom needs no tyrant, My Silence speaks no PEACE! God bless Nepal!