~Ismael Subba~
Stop!
And think once….
What if I am black,
Do I belong to Africa??
Though I’m just like you,
Speaking the same language,
Eating the same things,
Sharing the feelings
As of yours..
Why do you
Judge me different?
What if I have a chinky face?
Do you get Authority
To call me Chinese??
Why do you Question
My Nationality?
What If I am using foreign language to communicate,
Does that really make me a
Foreigner?
Does language have barriers?
If my colours tells you
My nationality
If the language
Spoken by me
Telld you my native place..
Then you’re BLIND
with a hallow head,
You can’t think
You just start
Hunting a Bird
In the Ocean…..
(Source : Poet sent to ‘Sahitya Sangrahalaya’ via ‘नयाँ रचना पठाउनुहोस्‘ .)
