Watershed of the hapless current

Betrayed by my beloved ones, turned out I was a bovine,

Ousted from my home, then became a victim of rapine.

Went to look for a shelter, was chased away like a swine,

Yet my presence pricked the sight of some like a spine.

Didn't resist the whips, as starvation made me supine,

Begged the strangers for a morsel, was fed a brucine.

Later came across a person, who offered me a clementine,

Catching the glimpse of food, I was on cloud nine.

Saw the symptoms of poison, he gave me the anodyne,

Hearing my stomach growl, he fed me a scaloppine.

Realized that his heart was extracted from a gold mine,

As helping me recover and heal boosted his dopamine.

After prolonged ill-treatment, I found a ray of sunshine,

Thenceforth, I learned not to give up and be fine.