a complaint

NafisaSB

The crows

Came and complained to me

Of the shots being fired in the dark

Why oh why

They asked of me

Should hunters be allowed in the park?

 

Silent and still

I listened to them

And the thought then came to me

When men behaved like savages of old

And on killing fellow-beings did agree

Then how, oh how, could they be expected

To leave the crows scot-free????

 

  • Author: NafisaSB (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2022 02:28
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments3

  • jark

    oh i love the emotion of this! "why oh why they asked of me" the narrative is surreal and striking! loved!

  • ProfessionalPaperDigester

    Lesson learned, kill all the birds you want. Those bastards had it easy for far too long.

    • NafisaSB

      killing any one - human or animal is not something i would advocate..let's stop this bloodshed

      • ProfessionalPaperDigester

        Don't worry, I'm not for senseless murder, it was a joke.

      • L. B. Mek

        a different and intriguing read, thanks for sharing..
        (still, I wonder
        are those savages, leaving
        the Crows
        or are the crowd's, waiting
        till they can freely pick
        their rewards
        of, of
        each others demise
        cyclical reality
        of that cannibalism
        of ideal's...)

        • NafisaSB

          it is indeed sad how people are bent on killing, destroying anything possible. let's learn to save and cherish



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