" Aww ! Quit the bloody knife "

Shlok Kumar

Aww ! Aww ! Gosh
What happened to them ?
everyone's become like butcher,
found every single town a cruel butcher
they calle'd its their profession 
if human's said animal's body profession
then cut thine body's too 
and spread double profession.
Oh ! Oh ! isn't this the new modern society
Where human's mad to 
cut animal's useless body,
and trying to double their money.
Oh ! Cruel Human 
be a holy saint.
be vegetarian and be merciful ,
like a good human
otherwise thou're kille'd by nature like monster,
Oh ! Oh ! Gosh 
Boy cut chicken's meat ,
father cut human's feet ,
Noone's alive without did bull shit.
It's spread like disease all over the world,
Each and each person unescaped without any penalty,
Gosh come on the earth
and do account them ,
and pour out cruelty.
teach them mankind, leniency,
make them a proper human being,
thine fear ended as seeing.
O ! O ! Cruel butcher
don't be like devil
thou're human have thine emotions , 
have also family,
don't be thought thine're Hitler
Thou knows very well ,
what's happened with butcher Hitler
He committed suicide by his gun,
same like one day thou'll cut thine neck by knife.
O ! Butcher 
Let drown thine knife, 
Be like sky's star. 
twinkle like great lighter.

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Shlok Kumar (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 12th, 2024 20:49
  • Comment from author about the poem: Aww ! Nowadays person convert into butcher form and call it's their profession. To satisfy their families satisfaction and need by cutting animal's body. If is this profession then do double earn by cutting their own family's body. Kumar is strictly against to this human's disease and said it's not profession of their, it's instant please for them to feel bloody hand , bloody mentality. There's nothing benefits for their family to do this work but they're helpless with their bloody mind and nothing to control on them. This sorrow poem is based on the real incident place of Kachhawa meat market, Aslam Ahmad a 18 year old boy converted into butcher by his father.He never regret to do this because he thought it's his destination. And he cut chicken's meat so fondly and happily. Perhaps he satisfied to do this but he'll accounted in heaven by lord.And it's depend on his work to go for heaven or hell.
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