The Tear Of Hope Poem by Pema Yonub

The Tear of Hope
Being born amid the hoofed limbs;
I dance in the rhythm of your temptation,
Developed in the midst of manly emotion;
I live in the chorus of humanly expectation.

Yet, you whip me on my gentle leathers;
You hook me from my tender nostrils.
For, I plead pardon with my hopeful tears;
The tear of hope from my ailing heart…

Still you drag me to the butcher-house;
No cede, my prayers to the thousand gods,
Though, will become joy of taste in a minute,
Hopeful tear falls with million wordless talks…

The dazzles of tear flutter to the hope above;
To be reborn here as a two feet vegan human
So, I shall edify the taste bud of all human.
Thus, green leaves replacing red meat for good…