S - Entertainment
By gouri_guha
Wed, 15 Sep 2004
- 915 reads
Two innocent birds,
Face each other
To fight a
battle
Blessed and armed.
A clash they
face,
For human pleasure
A game, a
pastime,
Backed by cries
In a village market
place.
Betting, on the innocent heads
For
pleasures sake,
Watch the heroes, in enthusiasm
When
the feathers rise and the
Neck swells, they
come
Face to face.
In the battle-field armed like
warriors
The war begins in a flash.
A
sudden pierce of
The sharp edge,
Blood splattered,
A feathered life, lost.
With the sudden
end
A silence falls
The fading
light
Retreating steps
Carry home
The dead
fowl
With the
Victorious one.
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