A Rumble In The Jungle Poem by AFFAQ NABI

A rumbling in the jungle, the God is in the old oak
When my sharp axe fell upon his hard arm.
Very terrified, he cried and broke into tears.
When my blade fell upon his trunk, he became
Disarmed, and he cried loudly, when my hound
And my shooter set an ambush
In the jungle,
O there was a strange rumbling in the green wood
Some old beasts gave up after a
hard fight.
Some received severe wounds,
and some lost
Their limbs; God wept in the oak.
with tears
In his eyes, as a woman who veils
her head and
Weeps painfully, dear God, you have brought up
For mankind, these young forests
shrubs and
Grazing lands with a vernal blaze
but alas, their
Beauty and significance is beyond the understanding
Of a few dopey and ruthless folks, and it's shame.