Prodigal Son

The Prodigal Son

I. The Past

spring renewal of Bisket
summer baked the Terai
needing monsoon relief
inviting the coolness of the autumnal festivals
and
capping of the winter snow in the Himalayas

II. The Present

wearing beads of thousands of skulls
stepping on bleeding mothers
wielding khukris and bayonets
the prodigal son
has returned from lahur
with trophies of ideas in his head
and medals of revolution on his chest
turning
the sanctity of sindoor into a jatra
reverence of the abir in an ideological yatra
sacredness of the bali stained in ragatya
by
sacrificing his own brothers, sisters
fathers and mothers
in the name of
the Holy Trinity of
M-L-M.

Jantas
Kali white with fear
swallows her tongue
Yuvas
Nilkhantha escapes
to the smoke
Netas
Kal Bhairav trembling in prayer
seeks refuge
Maharaj
Budhanilkantha prefers
to rest
Paltan
Devi dismounted
throws her sword away
NGO
Narad trying to notify
breaks his ek tare
UN
Indra scared
hides behind the clouds

Alap...

III. The Future

Only Buddha smiles
envisioning
a Bodhisattva