An Unemployed Bull

An old cow Bholi and it's cub were running Hard to save their lives from the flogging A young boy having stick with lather laced Was chasing them, showering flogs with mighty hand. Bhola: Mom, why we are beaten so bitterly? What are our faults today? My young blood is running hard in veins I want to teach him a lesson just now If you allow me to save ourselves I can hit him with my sharp horns. Bholi: No! No! My dear ,don't do this mistake For God's sake, Please First run hard to save ourselves After an hour hard race They were facing face to face Breathing hard under open sky An angry ox not a cub now Asked questions for proud now Why did you stop me to teach him A lesson in his method, poor cow? Bholi: My dear Bhola Your name and my name were fixed By my kind master who loved both us The chasing boy was his only son I didn't want to hurt my master So I stopped to hurt him. Bhola: What a ridiculous! Kind master kind master A homeless foodless Jobless timid cow How could you justify it? Bholi: My dear son The master and his son are not our real enemies Our real enemy is UNEMPLOYMENT Now i am barren due to old age And you are jobless due to machineries The few years ago i gave them milk And bull helped them in farming. I couldn't say how much they loved us. NO WORK NO FOOD This is the rule of Nature. Bhola: If no work, no food is the rule I will fight against the rule. I will raise my voice for dignity I will fight till last breath. The earth is not only for humans It is also for us. I will fight, I will fight I will strike for sake of you. Bholi: Please don't do this nonsense Nobody is here to hear You will get punished, dear. Some rebellious bulls And their leader Bhola Was standing in midst of highway A loud noise for deaf ears WE WANT JOB WE WANT JOB GIVE JOB US or BREAD US with honour We are not lazy and crazy . Theirs voices were lost In crusade of traffic jam Some cops came to solve the jam Rebelion Bhola declared mad Soon they shot down the bull.