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Two Poems About Cows

Updated on November 1, 2010

Two poetic views on pastoralism.

Being a dairy farmer, the well being of my livestock is always a concern. This first poem was written about not only the burden of caring for these animals, but also the tradition and pride that is involved in this labor of love and at times, hate.

Ode to a Good Man, Or is it Old?

The sun meets you, greets you in the morning,

The air is brisk and your bones ache.

A short walk, each step routine.

You enter the cave, the grave, and light bursts through

Morning dew gives way to mildew.

The beasts of burden moan with discontent and hunger.

You satisfy their needs, and ask them for their blessing

You visit each one, taking, they don’t seem to mind.

Their liquid gold, or is it fools gold rather, flows like blood.

You do as your fathers done.

You do this not by choice,

It’s all you’ve ever known,

It’s everything the old man has taught you.

It’s all you have to pass on.

Cold and harsh, or is it hard and wise?

A man closer to the land

A man deep in tradition

Pastoralism is certainly not a trade exclusive to dairy farmers in North America. This next poem reflects a quite different point of view on this livelihood and is based off of my personal visits with Maasai people in southern Kenya.

A Watching Eye

Across the savanna,

Never too far…

You watch over them.

They’re wandering,

As Hansel and Gretel.

Only concerned with dinner,

When they are on the menu.

Blood and flesh,

But something more.

Driven by their need,

Never without water

They depend on you,

As you live off them.

A partnership etched through time

They give you life

And your life a meaning,

Beating with pride.

Only as shepherds

Could love.

A life only thought,

To live in a book

Of earlier times;

For a man to depend,

On the rain and the sun.

And an animal,

We see along the highway

Through an electrified fence.

Beneath the tribal skies of the Mara,

No ng'ombe goes neglected.


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      sARAH 6 years ago

      Oh nvm its about cows!

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      Sarah 6 years ago


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      palak agrawal 6 years ago

      is nice cow