Cuckoo Paradox Poem by stu aitken

Skyward gazed a simple man,
thought what describes the grand design
He dwelt upon lifes complex plan
till penny dropped at cuckoo chime

Have you donned your thinking cap,
for the why, the how and who
Stage left enters a cheeky chap,
the forceful, oft reviled cuckoo


Unvielling a paradox to ponder,
a riddle not yet thought about
Of the bird itself you wont feel fonder,
test religious believe or science doubt


Which bird a lonely egg did lay?
in someone else's cosy nest
Did Darwin instinct mark that day,
another evolution test

And if it was a great success,
how did the chick know what to do
The sense to force out all the rest
and settling down did loud cuckoo

And what of the fledglings new found kin,
how could they simply play along
Their offspring out, imposter in
yet lovingly they feed bird song

And who told cuckoo about the ploy,
not its fosters, too tired to say
It flew off fat and full of joy,
to lay a programmed egg one day

And so to all you lordly folk,
a creator must have made it so
Evolving behaviour, that's just a joke,
divine invention was apt to show

In stark contrast to sweet white dove,
to kill or maim the chicks first act
Its parents had no chance to love
natural born killer, simply that!

And if the ruse had failed first thing,
no chance of adjustments being made
Would specie have withered on the wing
Hardly a fitting accolade

So next you hear melodic tone,
or chiming clock should startle you
Be thankful your own families home
and ponder the riddle of sad cuckoo! ! ! ! !