Lamentations For the Passenger Pigeon

Such a colorful bird so pleasing to the sight. You gathered in huge flocks as armadas in flight. Massive groupings enough to eclipse the sun’s light, countless millions living two centuries ago, with numbers that once would rapidly grow. You were successful as a species would go. Your flying is a sighting I will never know. As many conservationists would plead, you were hapless victims of insurmountable greed. Killed in quantities that would often succeed large amounts surpassing sustenance need. The story of your extinction is hard to believe. How quickly it happened is difficult to conceive.