Cry of the Curlew Bird
The curlew bird's call
more a wounded cry
than the chirp and whistle
of much prettier birds
calls from dry land steppes
between river shore wading
and in the shallows feeding
so unlike other water birds
steps from its nest
nestled near the bunch grass and sage
exposing its mottled eggs
in their shallow sand and gravely grave.
Nest now in danger,
parent bird feigns wounded wing
limps away from fragile treasure
a selfless sacrifice to its predator.
Dangerous conqueror consumes
bulldozer and grader works
bunch grass, sage, and nest
a sacrifice to larger human nests.
Consumed by tread and steel
conquered bird rounds the sky
sending out the wounded cry
of the curlew bird's call.
more a wounded cry
than the chirp and whistle
of much prettier birds
calls from dry land steppes
between river shore wading
and in the shallows feeding
so unlike other water birds
steps from its nest
nestled near the bunch grass and sage
exposing its mottled eggs
in their shallow sand and gravely grave.
Nest now in danger,
parent bird feigns wounded wing
limps away from fragile treasure
a selfless sacrifice to its predator.
Dangerous conqueror consumes
bulldozer and grader works
bunch grass, sage, and nest
a sacrifice to larger human nests.
Consumed by tread and steel
conquered bird rounds the sky
sending out the wounded cry
of the curlew bird's call.
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