Little lamb jumping in the field
Her mom isn’t around to see her shield
Seeing the sun and playing in the stream
She is so lost in daydream
Near the bushes awaits the butcher
The night will fall and he’ll clutch her
He knew no mercy
Just a lamb and how she’s fleshy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This reminds me of 'Mary had a little lamb...' But this is more realistic as it underlines the risks facing the innocent living beings. Thanks.
Actually, I felt like writing this poem by seeing a program on TV about how children are abused and traded anyways that’s a great compliment! Thank you Rajnish ji! !