Cowbird
There is a bird in nature called the Cowbird.
It doesn't build a nest or rear its young.
Whether it lost the ability to or never knew how doesn't matter.
It doesn't rear its young or build nests.
It lays its egg in a songbird's nest.
It lets that host bird forage for the food that nurtures its chick.
While it watches hidden from view, ready to destroy its victim's chick should that host fail to submit.
It sees its young mature as the victim's young wither.
Willing to steal the efforts of the host to provide for the continuation of its way of life.
Destroying the bloodline of one species to promote the lack of action in another.
Oblivious of the fact that in its madness it too will die.
Oblivious to its folly.
Written 2021.06.30
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