A Mistaken Food

this is a lyrics written by drungtsho sherab dorji

From the hands of a generous people

I (fish) didn’t expect a hook

But the hook of an uncompassionate Buddhist

Is killing me in the sandy plain

While I was in the depth of the river

I was content with the elegance of my body

From the hands of women loving eggs

I (hen) didn’t expect a poisonous act

But the ill will of women loving bloody meat

Is ripping off my feathers in boiling water

While I was at the door of the house

Laid laying nutritious eggs

From a religious minded son

I (ox) didn’t expect a knife

But the knife of the money loving son

Is separating my body in the paddy field

While I was at a beautiful village

I ploughed the field tirelessly

From the hand of greedy nomad

I (she-yak) didn’t expect a spear

But the spear of wretched nomad

Is making me crave for water in the butcher's town

While I was in the mountains

I happily grazed the grass and flowers