When men are paying for

nightly trip with nude maidens,

slaves at the hotel and lodge

wonder what sunrays look like.

When bosses are gambling in casinos,

their attendants are wondering

which cards they’re destined to play

for food the following day.

When the sons are strengthening

with marijuana and the heroin,

Father announces, “The next Newton

would be none but my own son.”

When daughters are competing for

more dates with different mates,

Mother claims, “Mark spotless moon

in my baby, the God’s precious boon.”

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

From: Nepal

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