Pigeons Poem by Katerina Val

Pigeons
as they run
as they pace
waving their heads
and then they smile
though the stirring of their wings
eternal search
always seeking
for food
for the purpose of the day

I fear, the similarity is huge, my friend
look yourself at the mirror
can you see your beak?
aren't you yet croaking?
You should too bulge your chest with pride
and stride around
just stride
Are you hungry?

Aren't you hungry?

Extremely great and beautiful
through their symbolism
promiscuous blurred colors
and gait
freedom rests in their idiot stirring
in their idiot flying
they fly
and they croak
like fallen ravens
"freedom! Freedom! "
like parrots

these birds are confused
they would crave to be parrots?
they are idiot
mediocre
and defused
on their repetition
deluded

Decide which bird should you choose
let them buy their identity
in the same way they copy freedom
let yourself reveal it's idiocy in the mirror
as you can't decide
should you repeat
or accept your everlasting hunger
and seek?

are you hungry?

aren't you hungry?


Think wisely my friend
Should you be a parrot
or a pigeon?
Or should you let freedom rest
In the arms of a wiser?
Cra, cra, cra
"wiser, wiser"
"freedom! freedom! "
Cra, cra, cra…

are you hungry?

Aren't you hungry?
for freedom