A poem by Shafqat Aziz

I had

a hen with one leg

Everyday it laid one egg

In April, May and June

I collected ninty soon

One day I had a guest

For him meat was a must

To buy meat , I had no money

I liked the hen like honey

I killed it without will

The guest's stomach to fill

He chewed its each bone

And left me weeping all alone

#Children's Poetry