Sometimes a baby jackal
Turns blue
When it takes birth,
For
Fault in blood.
It entices
Its Kinsmen
Father, grandfather etc.
With lion's meat,
It takes those
In the dense forest
To an unknown cave,
Vanishes
Being air in air
Eats their testicles!
By the time
They realize,
To a far distance
Flows the water!
Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra
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