My Cocks!- Boisterous

My two cocks
being my recent possessions
whom I thought to be harmless
turned violent in the morning.

The boisterous one
loitering in my lawn
caught hold of a squirrel.

Holding it in its paw
picked it with its beak
ripped open the skin.

The squirrel squeaked
finally, let out a cry.
I rushed to the spot.

Before I could reach
the squirrel had died.

The tranquillity, I experienced
the day before has turned into a turmoil.
I am disturbed.