How do you pay price for life?
When poverty and adversity guide
You to make death itself as your choice.
Gazing perpetual light from hospital- bed
You are counting amount you paid
For restoring every moment of your breath
Beats of heart accelerating with
Entry of doctors and nurses ' steps.
You expect them not to ask, hey
When do you mange for remaining pay?
How merciless world is!your soul say.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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