Farewell: my dear friend;
Innocent, harmless and voiceless;
Slaughtered with the first ray of sun,
To please the ignorant and ignorant faith.
Sun rose sadly today,
The sullen wind was heavy,
It tore the eucalyptus log in pieces,
And rattled the nearby river.
The butcher drove to house straight,
He opened the thin cord in the storm,
And positioned and hit the killing spear,
All exchanged Eid Mubarak.
My neighbour had a sweet lamb,
His innocent bleats used to awake me,
Alas! Today, he did not bleat;
His voice was silenced forever.
The huge red-hot streams rolled on dry land,
Never to rose back to old form,
Life withdrew from the body and limbs,
And laid its lifeless body unmoved.
The ignorant praying to God,
To get their wishes fulfilled,
And thus all praying together now,
But God has not stirred yet now.
But if the ignorant mind want to pray,
All should live with divine peak,
Worship the God, who creates and takes away,
Love his all creations for his holy name revere.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hey doc, it beats all my imagination how beautifully you described the slaughtering of a lamb! You're poetries, I've fallen in love with them! Keep up the good work!