Who Will Do It? Poem by Sambidhan Acharya

When I was young
And use to quarrel for petty things
My mother use to solve my problem
If mother was absent then my father was there to solve

When I became adult
And see my parents quarreling
I used to make them go for settlement
When they refuse, then, I being mediator
Use to make them get to an end of quarrel
That was it and we were happy forever

Today I see my country situation
Each big parties are quarreling with other
Every political power are colliding with each other
Can they not come to an agreement?
Can’t anyone solve our problem?
Like I had done for my parents
Someone might do it let us hope
Hope is only there remaining
So I am still hoping for some ray of hope
But I don’t know who will do it