Withered noses smelt blood, <br />Killed by the fire of the desire! <br />To taste! <br />Wolves swam ashore <br /> <br />Fangs spewing staccato venom, <br />Tongues abrading wounds, <br />Red seeps slowly, <br />Lambs are huddled, <br />Hounding wanton cry of joy, <br />Barn is burning <br /> <br />Few ears are crying, <br />Music of the voice of beloved? <br />Head spins on the spindle of the city <br />Body is on stretcher <br />German shepherds tied duty bandana forehead, <br />Wolves are dead <br />Shepherd is sleeping! <br /> <br />White capped ears are dud, blunt knife <br />Others opposites are filled with plastic, <br />Some think always talking is fantastic, <br />Numb in emotion, spastic <br />Tube is inserted in their mouth, <br />They are gagging now <br />Hooves on their chest <br /> <br />Denizens of Bomb Bloodsbay, Citizens! <br />Stand on two legs, <br />Change the bleating voice <br />Take back, this is our barn <br />We have to plant flowers <br />-------------------- <br />Hisar,03, December,2008 after Bombay,26-28, November,2008<br /><br />Rajesh Kumar Vaid<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/barn-bay-to-bloodsbay/
