Nirdosh Np
Peace! You are hidden here.
My city is looking for you.
It is so sick though it has made a hue
and is tired waiting for you.
Become a needle
and come to sew
our growing wounds
As mystic drops of dew
fall into these busy minds;
erase everything and make it new.
It heals half of us today
only through your view.
Hey! Entire medicine
you are hidden here