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S.zaynub Kamoonpuri
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Fauna's lost and found!
To purses of leather
one lost its skin
One lost its feather
to hats and decors
Another lost its fur
to those mink coats
One lost its tooth
to ivory bangles gosh!
Many lost their lives
to heartless hunters
Not only are they
on animal property encroaching
They are selfishly and greedily
also poaching
Alas! Alas! Alas!
Woe to that cut throat
fine and fancy fur coat
They lost it all to ruthless
merciless, thoughtless poachers
And even if this lost was found later
and confiscated by officers
Still how do you restore
this lost and found
to their rightful owners?
How do you return a severed tusk to the elephant?
Fur to the lynx cat?
Skinned skins to the python?
Or ripped feathers to the peacock?
And how do you restore life
to the poor dead fauna
As long as poaching is rife
Relax not in beach or sauna.
Peep through binoculars
instead of through guns
Shoot 'em' with cameras
instead of weapons
O' hunters shun hunting
with darned shotguns!
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Clouds of feelings wow lovely one
thanks for sharing. i came here after reading your comment to my poem about doubting the king big head. HIS head would make a good trophy don't you think? ? seriously though, while i was a conservation major before dropping out of college AND as a boy i cried when i accidentally killed a sparrow with an arrow, i don't feel comfortable damning all hunting, especially in light of the yummy meats and fishes my wife prepares for us. of course it DOES seem a waste if an elephant is just pilfered for tusks and not eaten. and poachers are a bit different than regular hunters?
A fine piece of poem; high humane feelings; loved it
life for the critters...feed them and shelter them...an excellent write my friend.
Hi,
this poem of yours is very touching for every passionate wildlife lovers. Hats off to you for your this splendid work. keep it up.
Enough proof of the medals and trophies you won in the contests.
wonderful poetry...it's difficult to quote any line, as the whole poem is advocating its beauty.
great thought and message to the wrlsd.........................really a great poem a great title too :)
great thought... one cant do enough to preserve nature..
gud job. a timely topic
its just a view
no a poem