Cow Market

Yesterday i went to a cow market
With my father, brother and uncle
Cows were only the friends to whome i could mingle
I was told that cow market is a very well known cycle
It is kept after each and every year
But no one thinks about the lands fear
people likes to visit here at weekends
It is religious but Muslims takes it as an event
The children hopes fun instead of fear
But there eyes are full of tears
Everywhere in the streets cows
Tells that cow market is available now

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