Rhinestoned Buzzards
Some birds are sentries to the sky
others are earth- or water-bound
some bumble about the lifeless rye
others are cherubs of the clouds-
Some are regal and soundless
others tend to echo from the grate
dictating to others how to sing
while cawing and poaching eggs-
Some build nests of grass or leaf
sacrifice everything for their babies
some birds play the mating game
then just as quickly up and leave-
I'm convinced most birds are heaven-scented.
uplifting and enriching our lives
some are but rhinestone buzzards
plucking others until they're blind-
Most fliers are garnish for the ages
some live to crap on liberty's bust
a few are fated for mental cages
birds are a lot like us-
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