The Thames river froze that year,
Ênglish sheep husbandry I tell ya,
The Thirty Years' War continued,
Epic losses to sheep & men alike.
À cataclysmic year for many.
Testing year for **** sapiens,
Ênchanted were the scavengers,
True bounty for dogs & vultures,
Europe almost killed its cultures.
A tête à tête with history.
But human beings are hardy organisms.
They have always recovered from worse.
Most English sheep succumbed to winter that year.
Out of a flock of 20,000 sheep only 35 were left in England that year.
The 30 Years' War (1618 to 1648) that had killed 8 million people overall, had killed many people due to their injuries and the merciless cold.
A retrospective poem reminding the ability of humanity to preserve all life.
The English people had regained much of their sheep flock soon in the 5 years that followed.
My HP Poem #1620
©Atul Kaushal
