Peace of Mind

*This is a poem written just to promote awareness of the illicit killing of tigers without any thought of humanity and to make people understand that they have an equal right to live.

This is a fable you must hear

Of a cub who has no fear

He himself tells this story a part of his life

It appears his short life turned into a blunt knife

“I am the cub of king of the forest

I used to play with my dad n when tired had rest

We used to play hide n seek and sometimes fight

And I used to rest in his shadow during bright day light

But one day you human came

That day is still as a photo frame

Carrying 3 feet long pipe like thing

Having a hole in front like a ring

Suddenly something came out of it with a thud

And my father fell down in the river of his own blood

As you came I fled to my den

And you carried my father down the forest lane

I think you must have taken to get him well

And one day you will come to me and tell

That I could play with my dad again

As soon would come the rain

You must be living with your family now and then

But when will I be able to meet my father again

It’s been 6 months you have taken him away from me

I hope you will come back soon and leave him free”

But alas! The cub is unaware

Of the inhuman acts without any feeling or tear

As his father’s skin hangs on the wall

Of a rich man’s huge hall

With its cost very high

Leaving the cub alone sad and every time with a sigh

But he still trusts every summer and rain

That he will rest in his dad’s shadow once again

Once again……..
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