they move on herd by herd.
It's their last journey, none tells -
'It's morn now', says the bird.
They nudge and trudge all along -
tied to ropes, head held high!
Life, today singing it's last song -
with dawn, darkness was at nigh!
The mother, the calf and the bull,
were following the owner's lead.
Moving gaily with tug and pull,
while nearing towards destiny's bid.
While others were there waiting lined,
all of them cowering like a mouse.
Lakshmi the cow, never once whined,
while she went to the slaughter house.
Prasenjit©2022
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