Is there GNH?

Where lives are at stake

But remains unobserved,

Where people cry out loud

But becomes inaudible to the should –hear ears.

Where happiness philosophy is sold out cheap

But the lives are expensive to buy,

Is there GNH?

Where the birth happens in front of our eyes,

Yet lives remain unrecognized;

Where getting identity is impossible,

And we become alien to our land

Is there GNH?

Where you become neither wild nor domestic,

And lives remain dead in wait,

Where your wait never ends

And you leave the world unrecognized;

Is there GNH?

Where census updates and registration

Remains a dream of many,

Where the fault of parents and grandparents

Are revived and penalized;

Is there GNH?

Where narrow domestic walls of ethnicity

Exists that bar the entry of one from others,

Where lips chant baza Guru

And heart holds the dragger;

Is there GNH?

Where people are sad

Yet they pretend to smile,

Where they scream with complain at heart

Yet fear to sing with lips;

Is there GNH?