Tradition Of Honour And Sacrifice Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

Tradition of honour and sacrifice
We feel comfortable to avoid.
Touching feets of parents and teachers
Does sound odd and indigestible.
Uneasy we do feel to bow down
Before our seniors.
We do feel glorious to adopt
Western etiquette and customs.
A sense of reverence and gratitude
We need to express to those all
Who dedicated their entire lives
For the welfare of all of us.
We need to really value
Affection flows from them for us.
Blessings of those old aged seniors
Work definitely asspirit of inspiration for us.

Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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