US CROWS © Having just met two crows now agreed To finally settle the matter of greed. “I first suck the eyes,” I did hear one say, “Without engaging in even foreplay.” “Give me the entrails,” the response was quick, “Make it before I give you some stick!” Then hand me some brains, could always use some. I’m not here wanting more crows to now come.” “Intrepid I am when more crows come by: Too much in-fighting, too much to comply. Everyone picking at whatever he can, Hoping to wrangle the most at the ‘stand’. The ‘mob from high heaven’, by name they are known, Steeped in aggression, and howling in groan. Whether at land-fill, or even back-yard, A rush without fearing, some ‘drawing bad card.” “The scrimmage’s not done till once more aloft, We all conspire to expunge the ‘soft ‘ Over wide areas, especially cars, Without even caring whose windscreen it scars.” “The mess only starts when we do converge To share in the ‘spoils’, and eating the ‘dirge.’ Then back in the air, where all of us fly, Once more as equals, there’s none to deny. Swirling together at such great height, Give us the power, and feeling of might; Scouring the land with consummate ease, Inviting the young to stone and to tease. In staying together, as together we must, We avoid more problems, and even some ‘cuss’. We don’t need cell-phones for keeping in touch.- No luck with the mail, and computer’s too much.” “Why bother with working when everything’s free? We just go on eating what’s in the city. “Teach humans a lesson they no doubt should know, That united we fly for protection, not show, But eating together, especially now, Presents some problems, whatever the how. Not ever knowing when we next find a meal, And ‘leaned’ by famine, there’s always that zeal To get on with business, then not only flee, But regrouping together, to always agree. We carry no grudge, and nothing like hate, Coexisting together in a friendly state. What crow that you know, depends on a cage, To catch your own eyes, and calm your own rage? Just look to the sky, and there you will find Us crows, in circling, intent on the mind, Ready for service for which you don’t care, And all is forgiven with us in the air.” C-More ®
Posted on: Wed, 14 Jan 2015 22:23:44 +0000
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