Return

It's 9:30 a.m., time for the milkman's greeds,

He gets the cow, her milk is all he needs,

Then he says, it's 10 a.m. now,
So go get lost, you stupid cow,

He pushes her outside and beats her with a stick,

And sometimes a punch, and sometimes a kick,

Then he lets her go and wander in the city,

And like every day, the cow leaves in self-pity,

And then the cow keeps roaming, that's her daily routine,

The milkman takes the milk and disowns her, he's so mean,

He won't keep her daytime; he doesn't want to arrange for her lunch,

So he just sends her away, knowing she'd find something to munch, 

While the cow remains clueless on the milkman's behavior,

And so she prays for someone to become her savior, 

On the roads she sits, and sometimes the pavement,

While people abuse her and, sometimes, the government,

Every day, she puts her life at great risk,

While the traffic goes past, quite brisk,

She looks everywhere for something to eat,

While the milkman sells milk and buys some wheat,

In the evening, she heads home, just after being caned by the traffic cop,

And on the way, kids throw stones at her, while she wishes for them to stop,

The milkman sees her enter and abuses her twice,
While the cow wishes every day for him to be nice,

This keeps happening all the time, so I decided to ask her one day,
"Dear cow, why do you bear all this, why don't you just run away?"

She looked at me and smiled, and then I saw her laugh,
"You fool, return, I have to, for the milkman has my calf".

She returns home despite bearing all this torture... for the love of her calf! A typical mom.
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This post was published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 14, the fourteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers. The topic for the edition was 'Return'.