Butcher urging their knives:
Knives willing to take lifes.
Row of such folks In a Place.
Buyers taking their turn:
Eyes stern while some for fun.
Paying their bills for each taste.
Animals killed with no rites:
All Ills to them are right:
Market Of Life- A life's phase!
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem