Jatayu Poem by Padma Devkota

Jatayu



What can severed wings achieve?
No victory for the old and fallen!
What can a wounded, dying bird
Do to regain what has been stolen
by ruthless men from foreign soil?
Men who intend to despoil
nature's blossoms pure and sweet
and consume them like dead meat.

Plucked by deceit and sold by lots
in the plains of lust and greed,
there they weep and there they curse
their cruel fate and common seed.
When demons of the world arise
with ruthless gaze upon their prize,
shall gods within each human heart
softly slumber without a start?

What can a sorry soul achieve?
No victory for the dead of speech!
What can a feeling, old heart say
to stronger, brighter youths?
"They've stolen all your flowers south.
Go seek their lair and burn them out!
Let beauty-snatchers no more dare
cast their eyes upon the fair."

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leslie Philibert 14 August 2012

Like the poem - don`t understand the title, probably something nasty about people who exploit your country! Good Luck to you!

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Padma Devkota

Padma Devkota

Kathmandu, Nepal
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