Vultures Circling
Wherever there is carcass, there the vultures will gather -
Jesus stated this; there is nothing in this to blather;
There are reasons when eagles fly around; pointing danger?
Indicating birds or animals or human stranger...?
Yet, why do they circle - is not just a single reason…
Explanations are many; there's no obvious treason;
Do they circle around to enjoy the wholesome weather?
Is it an exercise to strengthen their lovely feather…?
Do they fly so in cohesion to tell us a secret,
That cannot be spoken out except into the closet...?
That the garbage here on earth has mounted so high above,
Emptying these is, indeed, a matter of concern, thereof...?
Do they do so to gain in air their equilibrium?
Or do they do so to perfect their dactylic rhythm...?
Or thermal cause of their circling around in trooping groups?
Do they have, in their instinct, like kites, self-sustaining loops...?
Symbol of strength; guidance; innovation; inspiration;
Hope, courage and salvation; eagle has no fixed nation;
To me this has symbol of my death and resurrection,
From where I got this? To this day I've no recollection...!
Something very strange God has given to you, dear eagle!
Cyclone and earthquake easily you could make out so well;
Signs of times you know; you know scientific tempers too,
Is it this why you circle around without any woe...?
05 July 2022
Pick-A-Title, Vol 31 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
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