Sonnet: The Rotten Mangoes

I thought the crow would come back with more friends; To my surprise, it didn’t return at all; The rotten fruits turned feast for worm-fiends; For days on end, that crow never did call! Perhaps, the crow found better food and thought, ‘When I have tasted ripe fruits, no man has, Why eat these mangoes that weren’t good with rot? ’ The crow was smarter than I thought, alas! God feeds the birds with fruits and worms daily; In fact, they eat the best of foods they want; They neither sow nor plough the fields truly; They fly and sing merrily, at times rant! While selfish man gives stale and rotten things, God gives the best of foods to all earthlings!