For the Birds

It took only a few moments for the sun to call out

With it shining its light, the birds were wandering

One lonely bird found its place to perch

An empty power line, he stood pondering.

 

Moments went by before the others appeared

One by one starting to wrestle

The lonely bird was no longer solo

But eventually they started to nestle.

 

Birds on the ground

Expected perfection

The big bird was crowned

Denied all affection

With all of her individuality

She came out on top.

 

Along came a bird who didn’t look quite like the rest

She was taller, bigger and friendlier too

The flock wasn’t so keen on her presence

But the big bird didn’t have a clue.

 

When she snuggled herself onto the line

With it no longer holding all their weight

The birds slid towards her

They began to peck her feet in anger, even more filled with hate

 

Birds on the ground

Expected perfection

The big bird was crowned

Denied all affection

With all of her individuality

She came out on top.

 

Eventually, they plucked all of her toes and she fell hard

But her weight caused the rebound of the others

Soaring in the air, the little birds fell to their doom

Resulting in the loss of all their feathers.

 

Confused and upset

All the little birds lost all their high ground

Letting the big bird wallow in her greatness

She made them all look like clowns.