News / Dinesh Adhikari
Yesterday, as well as
the day before yesterday
and further earlier that day
and today also, news of
killing of too many innocent people
is published in newspapers.
I am reading the news-
four corpses of Nepalese workers are arrived
from Arab in a single day, yesterday;
a dead body of an unidentified girl, raped and
killed, is found on bank of a river;
following an announcement of election
a youth, converted into pamphlet of
his master, for the sake of his hunger, is killed
while fluttering in procession, carrying
his own face, in a clash with opposition;
while deploying government mechanism,
on demand of a land-mafia to evacuate the land,
after getting the whole settlement registered
to its ownership, a mass of people
gathered for resistance, has been killed at spot
from bullets of police;
all passengers in a bus have been killed
by collapsing a bridge, while the bus was
crossing the bridge, that was recently handed over , and
the construction contract of which was given
to a brother in-law of a minister;
by taking date expired medicine
distributed by a government hospital
two pregnant women has been died in a village.
And, I am in hope that-
the masks of those,
who took them into the poisonous tunnel,
of those, who made them their life jackets for self protection,
of those, who hunted them for sake of entertainment,
of those, who, made them porter of their illicit actions by
hiding their identity of being master;
be removed at main streets, like peeling out of
ripen banana, and, let their breath get floundering
in front of a huge mass of people.
Can somebody tell me,
when would a news of their assassination
be published in newspapers?
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Translated form Nepali by Suman Pokhrel
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Dinesh Adhikari translated by Suman Pokhrel
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This poem was first published on Asian Signature
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