Fewer Feathers

Posted by CMG on April 20, 2023
1 min read · nature

Where have all the birds flown
to the trees or wilderness unknown
High in the sky, above petty jealousy
found in creatures far below
Their eyes on a trace just to catch a glimpse
yet only pretty feathers are shown
They flew so far, far away
they would not endure our human woe
Alas to greener pastures they went
and weren’t missed, at least for a month or so
But soon people started to notice
the lack of pretty feathers, the song of sudden silence
First they prayed pretty wishes
then they looked places to and fro, high and low
In the end they payed sums beyond reason
hoping to rely on the wisdom of science
But they found naught but forgotten nests and egg shell
pretty feathers left in hurry
This harsh realization led to question
human kinds negligence of responsibility
Which made the many believe the few,
who for many years did naught but worry
Still the birds had left, bashed their wings for ever
left us in our own captivity