Baburam Shrestha Yatri
Like a swarm of ants
In lines
Carrying indomitable courage
free walking steps
Don’t ask
Where are you going?
As majorities are in crisis
In the same way,
In wide road
In busy breasts
Slippers are worn
The whistles sound
The sticks move
Yesterday
And Today
They will rise tomorrow too
Leaving a bowl of chopped rice
we
Don’t be surprised
Because to mold a rusty dictator
I walked in the procession.
[Baburam Shrestha ‘Yatri’ (b. 1986) is a Nepali poet from Marin, Sindhuli. An MEd in English, he has a collection of poems, Deshswapna to his credit, besides several other isolated pieces and articles. He teaches at Marin Multiple Campus and Kapilakot Secondary School as an English teacher.]