Dada- the poem

He was our national animal.

With his bengali origin and northern grace.

He pawed his way and he became a symbol of brave & loyal.

But then they ungraded from spears and arrows to guns.

Its hard to keep up with technology and naturally dada struggled

And they killed him with no remorse.

Sometimes for business, sometimes for fun.

Even his southern brothers suffered the same Fate.

Now dada is only in hundreds.

And maybe dada will get extinct.

But is he does

I will still remember the grace the strength and loyalty.

Dada had it all.

But you can't compete with technology and greed.

Now they try to save him.

The same ****ers

I hope dada lives

But would they let him.