So ferocious you
are ,
the king of the
forests;
You are merciless
in kills,
man-eater, cutthroat
and fierce;
As a pack you lead
the jungle,
we take a bow, O!
brave one..
Black streaks like
thunder bolts,
you move unseen and
unwavered;
Not the most cruel
but ruthless,
and we skin you,as
an honour;
In the law of
karma,it may be seen,
that you're not the only ones being mean..
You are so
gigantic and majestic,
and fearful with
your enormity;
You move as a herd,
harmless,
but unaware of your
strengths;
You serve us
faithfully, guiltless,
Thus we exploit you, innocent
mammoth;
you gush out your love and affection,
for just two meals
a day;
you bark day and night, unruffled
protecting us every
second;
But we beat you and stone you,
one day you can
teach us how to love..
Slay animals, that’s
what we are known for,
but
we claim that the Gods created us;
Never had a second thought to hurt,
we are cruel, heartless
humanoids;
If we still allege
this as the laws of nature,
I’m neither a poet, nor this is a poem..
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