Can this be justice/ In the hunger of peace

Whisper of people and gossip
Rumour of peace in every leap
But hoary storm that grow
And glacier began to flow
In their vow that they call
Where no compassion visible

What there is to conquer
To the vow related they swore
No worth of pride hidden in wound
And teh debris in ground
Mother earth destined to drink
HEr son's blood now think

Power hungry leader see
How they are fearless and free
To send in the battle field
To made scapegoat as shield
According to their dreams
How we are flowing as streams

B y :- Hem Raj Bastola
Pokhara, Nepal
e-mail :- bastolah@yahoo.co.uk