Geographically, this little nation sits near
the top of the world. My neighbors!
Beautiful people, calm smiles,
eyes that welcome you always, now look
to the sky for answers. The Himalayas~ they want
to shrug them off their lap;
the ancient wheels, remain silent;
not many people to touch them or turn them. The voices and
the chants have quietened.
Majestic temples and landmarks ruined, bone crushed,
death upon a thousand deaths,
orphaned little children aged with the tragedy,
gather rotten vegetables, and eat them
while looking at you with eyes that scream
“What Else Can We Do?”
(C)ZSA May 2015.