PEACE AGREEMENT

One day a gang of vulture ruminate to renovate

Their dead ideology of torture and slaughter

Crafting the idea of ‘old item into new package’

The scavengers stepped out of the cavern

Grinning their faces with hiding beaks

Moving, walking and flying far and wide

The vulture squad paraded here and there

Inside and outside the boundary and barriers

As a practice to play foul and befool

Before coming out of the forest fires

Wiping their bloody hands with sponge and spray

Exonerate their felony and fault of the past

“We are spick and span and ready to expand

Our helping hands,” the gangsters said in one voice.

Group of pigeons heartily hugged vultures’ choice

And welcomed with enthusiasm in one voice

Tired of the conflicts and conspiracy

Of internal and external bureaucracy

For the sake of peace and democracy

“We have given up all our past”,

“Hunting, fighting killing all elapsed”

“Our thought, philosophy and memory all erased”

Like the magic of the software net

Like the deletion of all the virus of the computer set

Clapping and thrilling came from afar

At the new logic of friendship and love

Peace agreement

Between the slayer scavengers and peaceful pigeons.

Alas the pigeons knew their number dwindling day and night

Under the watchful eyes of far and wide: western eyes

Not an iota of thought until the vegetarian vultures

Gulped down the pigeons one by one showing their real face

Thus peace loving pigeons vanished in vultures’ violent blood bath.

(15th Aug, 2012, Kathmandu)