I hear a sad cry of a cow from a slaughterhouse. <br />That echoes and accompanies in my sojourn. <br />Wherever I go I hear that sad melody. <br />In Seagull’s shriek and the ferocious waves of the sea, <br />A child’s cry in the cradle for milk when mother delays the feeding. <br />A man’s cry when in hungry and a bullet pierce in the battlefield. <br />The whole life is a shout expressing emotion, <br />That resembles the poor cow’s moo in the slaughterhouse. <br /> <br />I dedicate this poem to my silent hidden friend Denis. Joe<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moo/
