Children innocently ask: <br />Where do the animals' souls go when they are dead? <br />Does the fish-soul leave the ocean? <br />And do the birds <br />Simply turn into branches of a tree? <br /> <br />Childern do not make concepts <br />They can't conceptualize <br />The philosophy of <br />Evolution and transmigration of souls <br />They don't know who was what in <br />previous incarnation <br />And what would one be in the next one <br />How would they know that the world <br />Is full of people <br />Who sup on innocent souls <br />Whether of animals or human beings! ! <br /> <br />(Translated by Satyapal Anand)<br /><br />Naseer Ahmed Nasir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-is-made-for-the-cunning/
