A BIRD EAT BIRD WORLD
Shrieks peak as a chorus of protest emergesManifested out of thin chit-chat air by a hawk surprising at the vergesThe sudden stealth-like swiftly swooping strikeMaking all peripheral and ambient songbirds alikeSpontaneously combust and simultaneously igniteA frenzied feathered flurry of distressed flightAll trees alighting in one full fell frightTogether gathering-up the mightBefore turning on their wingTo fight off and muscle inTo sound their charge-call The winner will attempt to take allWhen born of this fowl-life-death, gamePredator, prey, fates capricious all the sameWhen evolutionary survival ordains the chancesAs if choreographing all of nature’s cut-throat dancesWhile odds flash-flicker, who will lose and who will winSometimes no one and then, it will, once again beginOnward with this vicious-vibrant bird-eat-bird cycleMercy-bound to the wheel of nature’s manacleAnd yet this undeniably beautiful spectacleStill oft unpalatably terrifyingly tyrannical
