Bird Traps

The hunter went out to the bush baits in hand, bird traps in the bag birds flew and circled in morn air as he released bait insects to clients Little did clients know the danger all scooped at the baits so delicious the traps did good job for the hunter as victims were twisted upside-down Then they remembered it was a trick the sky they could not see anymore delicious meal offered became a curse and no longer were they one in unity Few specialized in noise making trade neighbors pecked each other with beaks whichever got off by luck joined hunter everyone for itself, none for the other Bird hunter took control of the territory new generations of birds became victims singing funerals hymns, cursing ancestors as hunter grew loathsome and insensible