Feathered Heaven Poem by Raj Arumugam

"It is a pity
my friend, "
said the fox to the fowl,
"you do not understand 
the certain path to heaven
For there you will roam free range -
and feed on organic grains
floating in leisure and safety
for all of eternity"

"How may I, "
said the naive hen,
"go forth to Feathered Heaven? "


"You submit and yield
to the Divine Will, "
said the fox,
"upon which I will snap your neck in two -
and thus effect your quick delivery
to comforting eternity"