Crossing The Border
Every year 25 lakh cattle are smuggled
from India to Bangladesh
for providing the beef on their plate
and to export to other Muslim nations.
At least one thousand bulls
cross my border town in 24 hours
in presence of our BSF
the silent spectator.
It's my home town
the flock of vultures of this area
are almost finished
due to want of dead cattle.
Home Ministry ordered the BSF
to stop the smuggling of cattle
and to save the Indian cows
to win the Hindu sentiment.
If the order is really implemented
the vultures will bless the minister
but the people of Bangladesh
will throw dirty words towards him.
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