I Saw It All...
Near banyan tree, I stood behind,
Behind the slayers line,
I loved that goat, like any other child,
It was meek, not in any way wild
Day of slaughter did arrive,
How it wished to live and survive;
I remembered the day,
When it was brought on Saturday
We all kids, to see it, were happy,
Laughed and played a lot with tail shabby,
Slept restlessly and guarded it all day,
Only for this fateful day?
I stood still, behind slayers line,
Happy all were, were they wild?
Tears rolled beneath my eyes, I cried
Silently while all enjoyed, and my goat died!
Copyright © 2008 SYED AMAAN AHMAD