The Wild Cat Poem by Mohammad Younus

The ferocious wild cat sneaked into the attic,
And made a good meal of the little nestlings,
The frightened pigeons flew out for their life,
They are melencholically perching outside -
On tree boughs, and on roof tops,
Sitting in a hushed silence, with heads down,
Brooding over the loss of their home;
Where they would rest without threat,
Comfortably, as in mother's womb,
They have ceased chirping on the green trees,
Gutargooñ, gutargooñ, gutargooñ,
I passed by them in the morning,
But, couldn't hear their resounding noise.
As if they were a hundred forests away,
I rolled my eyes up and talked to homeless birds,
May I be a sacrifice to you,
I feel your pain for losing your home,
I, too,have lost my home to Intruders,
May all your pain come to me,
Chirp your gutargooñ, gutargooñ joyfully,
Don't pour out your flaming sighs,
Don't drop your feathers in gloom,
Fly freely in the blue expansive sky -
Don't keep your mouth shut,
Sing the mellow notes of love,
I promise to secure the attic - your home,
Against the killer intruders -
The wild cats! The bloody Killers!
That unleash terror, and tear up to shreds

Mykoul