2.05 Target Poem by Munindra (Munnan) Misra

2.05 Target



As the Hunter reached its side,
And looked down with full pride,
He exclaimed with joy begot,
How well his target he had got. [1]

The shot deer in throes of death,
Moaned in his last few breaths,
`Understand nature and eternity,
Brother - Just once the target you be.' [2]
© Munindra Misra

Friday, February 6, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: humanity,nature
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