Live and let live

"One, two and three!!"

Tinku reckons in glee.

Sweating over all day,

here comes his pay.

Three fishes, he has caught

More than enough, he thought!

Putting them in his basket,

he sets out for market.

He will sell them out.

He will make his mother proud.

Father flew to God, when Tinku was just one;

Now, he has only a mother and none.

He sees her, working from dawn to dark,

She works only. no time for lark.

"Now that I will have money,

I will cross out all her agony."

Suddenly, a whimper comes out of basket,

Tinku pauses and wait.

Slowly he opens up the lid.

"Please sir, don't us eat.

We are brothers, we have a family"

Three fishes sob before him timidly.

"This wasn't supposed to happen.

you are fishes, not men."

Tinku mutters.

"Please sir, let us off this time.

we will deify you, you would be our prime."

They plead with him.

What to do, what to do!

This never happened before, it's so new.

"Alright, I'll let you go."

Tinku aims them at a pond and throw.

"Thank you sir, you are now our god-father."

Jump three fishes and trot to their mother.

Fish brothers were jammy to have Tinku by their side.

Unless, being tiny, you lose half of your fight.

We human, when will we realize?

Every life is a life, no matter how small in size.
Don't steal their freedom, don't be a thief;

Be generous to a fault; Live and let them live....