Words of a Hen Poem composed by Supreme Master Ching Hai
To the field I go this morning Standing tall, I greet the river and mountain
With my young innocent babes In the pond we swim and bathe.
Skipping along right behind mama Young feathers with newly tinged hues
Round eyes like tiny beans Oh, my babies, how adorable you are!
For the corn and grains, we’re grateful to humans
Every day, happy and carefree Fresh clear water and shady trees
So green the grass in the gentle breeze.
Blue sky, wispy clouds, flowing streams Life is like a fairy dream
Thank You, Lord Creator For these days of peace and safety.
Then came an unexpected calamity A net was suddenly cast upon me
A flash of a shiny blade A scream muffled in splattering blood!
My babies are left behind Mama's heart is torn and shattered!
Please... love…
my… children… for… me…
Don’t… kill… them!
My… precious…
babies�