Discord Poem by Jinnuraine Jaigirdar

The land ruled by some crooked LORDS,
Society turned into a rotten HOARD;
Hame Nepal has written a daring RECORD,
Shifting the culture, changing the MODE.
DISCORD pulled on the tangled CORD,
ZEN G stepped bravely ABOARD,
The youth poured in their EFFORT,
To build a lasting ACCORD—
But can they really AFFORD?

Ahead lies a crooked ROAD,
Who can decode Progress's CODE?
On your back a heavy LOAD,
You must restore the lost HODE,
Carry the future's vital NODE;
But where is the lasting ABODE?
You must compose a new ODE—
But can you truly AFFORD?