I remember once during my college days,
we were playing cricket in the vast college grounds,
when one of my friends pointed at a distance,
and exclaimed ‘hey everyone, look at that’
We saw you, racing across the terra firma,
at breakneck speed,
you were there one minute,
and were gone the next.
You, the hare, are one of the fastest animals.
You can run at eighty kilometres per hour,
over short distances.
No wonder we could see you just as a flash.
You are small in stature,
with a face as sweet as can be.
People keep you as pets,
in cages of cruelty.
You have two cute ears,
that stick out of the sides.
These ears of yours,
are as sharp as sharp can be.
You have been hunted over the centuries,
by kings and hunters alike.
Being able to shoot one of you,
is considered a sign of huntìng ability.
You are also eaten by some people.
You are a highly-priced meat item,
sold in the market,
as a wonderful delicacy.
You are a wonderful animal.
You are harmless and shy.
It is indeed a pity,
that people won’t simply let you be.