I think

I think

I think,

Its time, time to open eyes.

Its right, right that education is future.

Its poem, poem of my feelings.

I think,

Its too late, late for apology.

Its fun, fun for you people to kill your brother.

Its poem, poem of feelings of a mother, Nepal.

I think,

Its waste, waste to think about Nepal’s future.

Its worst, worst to think our future.

Its poem, poem about my unknown feelings dedicated you all.