Basanta Lohani

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Published On: October 9, 2022 12:00 PM NPT By: Basanta Lohani

I’m angry

I’m angry

Straight I tell you my friends

I am angry now

My anger could spit fire

Like a volcano

To chase away the grave centered vultures

Hovering over my land


It is the greatest irony of fate

It is the greatest humiliation of history

For the vultures are striking with their pointed beaks

To cut our motherland into parts

And, to snatch away the pieces.


The rulers created the ground

By their contradictions

Thus the discontent store piled

Oozing out of the bleeding poverty

For a combustible ejection


Igniting fire on this ejection

With a intent hidden

With logistics from outside

They have come.

Their greatest feast

Is to implant foreign body

Into our national life


Be aware masqueraded saviors,

The grave centered vultures.

I am angry, very angry

So will destroy your citadel of glory

And your power of doing evil

To the dignity of this land

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