Cow And The Cattle Egret Poem by enne aig

Bride and the bridegroom of power
The relationship that have come to stay
Moving together and draining the land
Not knowing who is depleting the weather the most
Hostile friends that sleeps together
The cabals and government of my native land
Sucking oils of nature in bed rest
Creating deserts in islands of waters
And taking home mountain of deaths and dustbin eaters

In the midst of these black ugly orchards
Rest machines that makes nature wonder
So many, one would loose his sense of wonder
Even as many stomach the doubting feeling
That has come to stalemate the effort
Put daily to meet up ones worldly desires

The cow and the egret will not leave each other
Their existence depends on each other
Why life will tend to be meaningless
When the day rises and one is missing
Amidst the oil that nature had blossom
They till and manipulate the currents of nature
Which other way it might decide to appear