Cock and Bull Story

I see what I say and when I speak I say what I clearly see- A cock did once crow in my village It was dawn but soon at midday it died The villagers did many predictions Had an old man brought in Revive the animal they all meant to do the herculean task. The old man rehearsed before them his past Ideaologies. To save the life of the poor pet: “And when we cover the cock with a metal bucket And when thereafter we strike the top so hard The fowl would live” What is a world of noise to the dwelling of the dead? A nun suggested we cried onto our Maker But none would listen What is a world of noise to the Creator’s Ears All and sundry doubted? There was a fight between two bulls Leaving one with his horn totally broken He had won the fight all right Not without injury though Home he went and his Master treated all his wounds. The tales are two The world is one Its people differ in their thoughts But truth would always stand God is Love.