It strayed from the herd
Into the concrete jungle
Met living beings, the strangest kind
Why did it leave its mother’s side
Just to know, where the river stream ends
It ran and ran and followed the stream
Strayed away far, far, faraway from home
Met living beings of the strangest kind
Scared, it panicked and strayed in the alleys
Didn’t know where and what place it was in
Tired and hungry and scared it went berserk
Trying to find its home in every green place
Couldn’t find mama and papa nor her
brother anywhere
Instead it met living beings of strangest kind
It cried as it realised the concrete jungle
Wasn’t as green as its home
The jungle
which has the most sparkling stream
Lost its way and now disturbed
Ran in every direction, couldn’t find home
Tired and hungry and scared
It didn’t know, where it was
The strange living beings equally scared of
it, got it tranquillised
Shocked and tired
Finally, it went into a tranquil sleep
Far far faraway from home
Never ever to see her family, in this life
The she bison, all of four
Now, forever sleeps
In the concrete jungle
This happened today
barely a couple of kilometres from my home
don’t know yet, how she strayed into the city limits, came to know of this news from WhatsApp groups
Deeply saddened by the bison’s death
9-12-2020