CESS-Nepal

by Prajwal Panthi (074BCE105)

Whom should I worship?
The Gods I do not see,
Or the demons that are close to me.

A piece of me binds to the crooked place,
Where insects crawl all over the floor,
And the smell is enough to cause a disease.

Yet I’d rather stay here than the reality I see,
Where the strong prey upon the weak,
And the pious fraud innocent beings.

My skin’s layered out now, a new one has grown.
Red and covered with blood,
The Demon-God I’ve become.

Slowly I feel the power build inside me, a trident now I carry.
I cast lightning upon the earth-
Silence, no human beings remain.

With the trident I pierce my heart, I feel no pain.
My soul breathes the last, and before my final blink I see:
Mother Earth thank me, greenery spread out slowly.

Prajwal Panthi
074BCE105
Pulchowk Campus

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