Butterfly

Here and there frolicking,

Loving the life without talking

Looking around the meadows,

Kids seeing them through windows

This was 20 years ago,

Where people accepted them in a go

 

Now, we love them in packets,

Which we hit with rackets

Is this the real beauty,

Torturing those little cuties

Catching them with nets,

Wearing those cowboy vests

Think of yourself there,

Friends changing where

Being life and death enemies,

Without any empathetic queries