The Crows Have No Fears! - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
Of all the birds black and brown,
the crows have the guts
to leave their young ones
in the frontage of my house
to enjoy a sojourn in the shades
of flowery plants and trimmed trees.
The crows enjoy their flying rights
and rights to live with honour
in the premises of my house.
They often hop and alight on the brims 10
of tubs, vessels and buckets
and drink water with ease
and take off leaving some pieces
of eatables into the tubs
as they open their beaks to drink.
They teach their young ones
to do the same by sitting
themselves on the compound wall.
Coaches in and out of our country
train the players
for years together to hit the ball.
But the fast ball hits the stumps
and sends them out for a duck.
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