The economic Supermacy holds no meaning
When nuclear Supermacy breathes for gaining.
The serinity of political atmosphere is threatened
To display fake peace, you are taught how to pretend.
Game played for destruction of human lives
Is justified here, for just sales of their knives.
What the use of their spiritual conscience
When they can't conquer ego, they resigned.
The conflict of interest between super powers
Might ruin the whole world for their flavours.
Let expect God to do something in our favour.
Peace and fraternity are dreams of present hour.
Does, everyone here needs to wait
The day of final Judgement, indeed.
For those who died before their death
Due to super power'sflaming breath.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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