MANTLE
Stopped walking, stood still
now,
Crowded street, a busy city a
sight,
Mid of the road, a cow
collapsed,
Old enough foams of the mouth,
Lay crippled, traffic moves to
the side,
Not a shred of remorse busy
life,
Must be thinking, such incidents,
Frequent disturbs the flow
sadly,
Under the bright sun, her
looks,
Still her eyeballs, but life
waiting
Skeletal sunken skins panting,
Lost energy, failed to stand
attempt,
Raise the head, rest on the
ground,
The scene struck me like a
bolt,
Death of an animal nearer
revolting,
Watched for a few moments the
rush,
Living in another world
partitioned,
Life expects to live for
decades,
Future spirit to shape
admirable,
Dreams blinded soul life is
running,
Irresistible aspirations
clouded neatly,
Lust for gold power position
luxury,
Lovelorn cosmetic living a
treasury,
Physical pleasure climax orgy
vivid,
Roaming over the globe to
explore,
Build dream castles plenty
dismantle,
Mind made a life restless
dissatisfied,
Move to achieve more work day
and night,
Greed whispers there is no
tomorrow,
Today and now, at this instant,
Don't look at the side that is
happening,
I looked at the world, animal
instinct,
They dine, drink, sleep,
conjugate,
Fearful of losing amassed
wealth,
Fearful, losing power, status,
fame,
Fearful that family stays
intact and happy,
Felt tears crushing my heart
and knew,
The cow once gave liters of
milk,
How many children got fed,
nourished,
Must be driving their car,
hoodwink,
Dark corner greedy eyes in
focus,
Thinking of the skin flesh to
fleece,
A cow can recover lack of food
weak,
Her time to serve the people
finished,
No milk fit for the
slaughterhouse,
Could not stand further moved
soon,
Called the nursery for cattle,
in service,
Collecting street cows treating
well,
Philanthropic attempt, shelter
home,
Rejecting the world, elderly
couples,
The burden on society age
crippled many,
Children vanished like a
morning mist,
Foolishly those couples prayed
a lot,
Wished children grew educated,
Shouldered the burden of
expenses for kids,
Grew, young spread their wings
far off,
Nesting jovially, with family,
busy life,
Forgotten the parental home
deserted,
Parents, like the old cow,
sought help,
A shelter home takes care of
them,
The cattle nursery or shelter
home,
Meets the mantle of humanity,
Outside the periphery of the
glittery world,
Stays compassion the mantle
emerald.
Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Title of Poem: Mantle
Themes: Compassion takes the
mantle
Written: 4th August 2023,
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