Bird and Human
The beak was ajar,
And the little black body pulsated and pounded,
Crow was exhausted of flying,
It was perched on a house top edge,
I was sitting on the roof watching the birds,
And thoughtfully examining their roles,
In the scheme of nature,
And I had always thought,
In what manner birds,
Better us by far,
Before I could think any further,
The crow had sighted another reason,
And flew to another house top in seconds,
I immediately packed up my sitting retinue,
And came down,
I had got my answer,
And had seen the power behind migrations,
I had seen the bird better and much better than a human,
In at least one respect,
She could reach another house top,
In a time I could not match,
Indeed they are more free,
As they hop from tree to tree.
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