For living everyone is hunter
Uses his talent skills and means
Yet meeting legal rules is better
Beasts he kills greens he gleans
Some would not toil but poach
Try to rob others their harvests
By tricks bribes force as roaches
In cheating their reason invest
Each catches prey as his weight
And can be victim for a stronger
Falls to him from high as kite
Begging services of warmonger
Usually hawks for hunt unite
Versus masses of countrymen
Driving them to hunger tight
Awaits for mankind bad omen
It seems we live in jungle rules
Where the strong crushes the weak
Weak to bear burdens like mules
Strong ride on saddle the ears tweak
Friday November 28,2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem