I Was Happy To See The Poor Thing Die… Poem by Rajesh Thankappan
I Was Happy To See The Poor Thing Die…
I was happy to see the poor thing die
A natural death, thought the creature in question was a mere fly-
Had I seen it when it was buzzing and alive
I would have just swatted it without batting an eye.
So many things dwell in nature and with us beside
We encroach into their lives, they too into our lives tide,
We both are thus into each other’s lives entwined and tied
Though not harmoniously and yet we live side by side.
The fly I saw die was certainly a lucky guy
And this I am not saying merely as a ruse or on the sly,
So many creatures on crossing our path get trampled and die
And our ears are deaf to their stifled earthly cry.
Agree fully with Valsa-ji. You have looked at it differently (10) . There is a story about Sri Ramakrishna Paramahamsa. A disciple, who had to spend sleepless nights due to bug-bite approached the Master one day to ask him if it was permitted in his teachings to kill those insects. To his surprise, when he reached the Ashram, he found the Master busy killing bed-bugs!
A very sweet poem.... not the content, but the way you have looked at the death of the fly and the way you have handled the theme! Enjoyed! A 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 1:17:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A Beautiful poem on death of poor fly. Very true said, we don't know how many flies, living insects are trampled by our feet. Some, we might have killed also. Theme is quite different. I loved reading it.