A Lump of Flesh
Though the son of a brave Gorkhali
Am here a poverty sticken Nepali
Though head filled with pride of mt everest
Am being presented here in the form of a beast
Bringing within me the moments of hallucination,
Flash up to me, the messages of congratulation,
As a lump of flesh, high up in the sky,
Hanging from there, in front of the hungry eye.

Mouths salivating and tails wagging,
The taste of flesh, I start dreaming,
In my stomach, the oxyntic cells,
Start secreting, the HCL and enzymes.

For I am too, too much hungry,
Hungry due to the overwhelming poverty,
Dancing as said to fil up the formality,
I give out all my details and identity.

The flesh remains within the faint sight of hope,
But, away, away from the bounds of my touch,
And in the murder of the exposed dreams,
My wits begin being out in the pains and screams.

For the HCL and enzymes get nothing else,
Start digesting my stomach's wall's flesh,
And I remain curle up with ongoing hunger
With extreme pains of spreading ulcer.

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