If You Cut a Tree; You Cut Your Own Mother – Poems on Environment , Wildlife , Mother Nature , Global Warming by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

37. STOP KILLING ANIMALS 

They were wholesomely innocent; not entangled in any

discrepancy of spurious religion whatsoever,

They didn’t need any wealth to live; harmlessly

replenishing their innocuous stomachs; with Nature’s

bountiful endowment,

They hadn’t a single cloth on their heavenly bodies;

yet handsomely managed their survival; without

infiltrating the slightest into your conventional society,

They safeguarded your possessions like an invincible

fortress; while you slept in the untamed luxury of

opulent wine and seductive vixen,

They were bereft of a name; yet attended to the most

infinitesimal of your command; by whatever prefix;

that you chose to call them,

They gave the most exhilarating rides to your children

on their bare backs; at times wincing tumultuously

under the pain; while your kin had the time of their lives,

They galloped like a profusely embellished prince

through the spiraling hills; timidly retreating back

as the Sun transcended beyond the ethereal horizons,

They harbored a festoon of poignant empathy in their

eyes; feeling devastatingly distraught as man killed

man; for power,

They frolicked playfully under the enchanting moon;

cuddling their young ones securely to their womb,

They had an astounding prowess of smell; at times

wholesomely depending upon it to find their way; as

their sight blinded in the most tenaciously brilliant

of sunshine,

They splashed every dawn under rejuvenating waterfalls

of the mountains; yielding you frosty milk for your

appetizing breakfast,

They imitated you at sporadic occasions; triggering

you to have the most wholehearted laugh of your lives,

They wagged their tails in ecstatic jubilation witnessing the revered grace of their master; irrespective of the fact that he belted out his frustration of the day; ruthlessly on their nimble hindsides,

They were complete oblivious to vicious circles of

hatred; lies; lecherous ambition; confronted each

moment of life as it came; with ardent simplicity in

their bodies,

They soared like a king amidst the celestial clouds;

rendering you their salubrious eggs; even before they

had hatched,

They had not the slightest of moral education; yet

sacrificed their lives for their soldiers; in the

acrimonious battlefield of war,

And they had a heart more passionately throbbing than

their human counterparts; weeping and profoundly

lamenting the loss of their loved ones, 

They were barbarically called; Chickens, Pigs, Dogs,

Cats, Cows, Birds, Monsters, Wolves, Rabbits; Mice;

Ants and Frogs,

With people cutting; roasting; slaughtering;

strangulating; consuming; them for their daily meals;

as they still showered their blessings to all living

kind,

Therefore it is my plea to all you humans out there;

don’t give them any status in your monotonous society;

but at least can you STOP KILLING ANIMALS.