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Akriti

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Nepal

Nepal

My ancestors and my blood from the one place I treasure
Thinking, talking, and visiting that dear place is always a pleasure
From Mount Everest to Japha I go
Every piece of land I bow to

One of the smallest countries with one of the biggest disaster
Maoists running back and fro to master to master
The country folk all ran into one city
What a pity, a great fight wasn’t given
For houses, traditions became forgotten

Katmandu that city was trashed
Old buildings were smashed
New houses were built
Katmandu became the New York City but no one felt guilt
The government didn’t give a bit
All they did was sit, watched people die

Their children and all they did was sighed “bye”
My country, my home, and my people
Many prayed on the steeples
Thank the gods for now peace has rang
Nepal is another great place to hang

My ancestors and my blood from the one place I treasure
Thinking, talking, and visiting that dear place is always a pleasure
From Mount Everest to Japha I go
Every piece of land I bow to

Akriti Panthi