she lay lifeless,
knocked down by a careless speeding car
newly rich youngsters
showing off their wealth
snowhite silky fur
marred by the blood
seeping down from above the ears
doe eyes opened,
staring lifelessly at the sky,
wrenching my heart in sorrow
even in a passing moment,
why her life so short?
she had yet to gambol in the grass
yet to nuzzle at her mothers teats
yet to grow into a bovine beauty,
yet to frolic on her delicate legs
a life cut short by careless youth
I have no words...
just gut wrenching grief and sorrow
farewell my sweet
God speed to a better morrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Why is it that we treat animal's lives as those of lesser mortals...just because they can'y retaliate? OR since there is no law which terms their killing as murder - we couldn't care less? Being a great animal lover myself, I more than empathise with the tragic narration. May I recommend my Compassion - a new Destination. Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Perhaps it'll help more of us to open our eyes.