We’ve domesticated the sleepy cow
The fluffy cat and the eager dog
Even the goldfish with all its hues
We’ve domesticated the blowsy rose
The golden grains of wheat and rice
We’ve tamed the cabbage and the carrot
And all that’s fruitful and green
Abut alas, we’re yet to tame the brute
Within our sacrosanct abodes
There’s nothing domestic in violence
So it’s best kept far from our homes.
Cheung-Ling Wong
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