Killer of Innocent Birds
All the time, the sky had been calm;
I heard no bird singing in the farm.
Everyone was busy working at home;
No child was perceived in the dome.
A strong wind invaded the trees suddenly.
The nests in the palm trees disbanded.
Birds universally wailed and fled, sadly.
Children rushed into the thatched hut.
A few fowls had buried bottom in their nests.
To safely evade menace irrupting erratically.
Slings shot ignoring the catapults’ targets.
Birds and fledglings fell dead at once awfully.
All of a sudden serenity bagged the whole village,
But couldn’t the birdies, as they were in bondage.
Some winged far away, others were lying in damage.
The killer saved no bird in the palm’s garbage.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Copyright © Mugisho Theophile | Year Posted 2018