More significant than the rise and fall, <br />More important than the historic events, <br />More woeful than pathetic deaths, <br />May we find occurring around us, <br />Unheeded, though trivial to the minds, <br />Yet gruesome to the unsealed eyeing hearts. <br /> <br />Once aimless loitering through the forest, <br />Brought me to the blazing smoky spot, <br />Where wild flames were leaping up, <br />Encircling patches of the withering grass, <br />And barky beds of dry palm needles. <br /> <br />My eyes captured a sight too horrible, <br />A tragedy performed away from the stage, <br />Beyond the sight of human busy eyes, <br />With no audience to applaud the struggle, <br />Or grieve at unjust agonizing infliction. <br /> <br />A black partridge was fighting in panic, <br />Against the callous besieging yellow flames, <br />Each time belittling from all around, <br />The bird jumped to ward off the calamity, <br />As hapless men wheedle misfortune, <br />But in vain retreat with the gait reverse, <br />And when no one rescues, fight alone. <br /> <br />Why it flies not, I wondered much, <br />To save the life, with the wings intact, <br />Relentless flames encroached instantly, <br />And burnt bones, flesh and feathers. <br />Curiosity took me then to the dismal spot. <br /> <br />Ah! What a doleful thing I had to behold, <br />The belly seething with the burnt blood, <br />The motherhood all black, sooty smoked, <br />Lay singed among the seven babe birds, <br />Like steaks too carbonized to be eaten. <br /> <br />When the victimizing gluttonous flames, <br />Rushed far away, I heard the weeping voices, <br />Of the sappy sticks of burning youngs, <br />Protesting against being blazed too soon.<br /><br />Muhammad Shanazar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/carbonized-steaks/
