Five puppies lie on the lane
little ones sweet and cute
newborn with eyes yet to open
they lie under a tree.
The mother hovers around
careful of not letting anyone near
the little ones squeal and whimper
while the mother walks around.
One little pup
alert and on the move
tries to cross the road
a fast moving car
runs over it in a second.
The puppy drops down dead
blood splashed all over
the mother wails and bemoans
reminding of birth and death at once.
Meenas Poems 