Posted by: SITARA February 3, 2005
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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!