Rich, red boiling soup........
Spicy, saucy, thick, streaming
And the chickens wailing in pain
Their legs, chest, throat all amputated they bleed and groan.
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Wow you poem is chicken soup for soul..............................though i am vegetarian so not problem.............A Good Write........
Gargi, I very much share your anguish for those pets. I am a pure vegetarian. But it seems it was God's plan to make one animal as another's food. In certain occupations, like in army, non-veg foods seems to be mandatory, to give necessary strength and that 'killer's instint'. A good poem. Thought provoking