Bird Logic - Poem by Jasbir Chatterjee
A pigeon and his paramour
Sat under a roof,
Inhaling deeply the cool morning air,
On one lovely day of Spring.
The sky was blue and clear,
And red roses were in full bloom.
The pigeon suddenly came closer
To kiss his love's
Lovely black beak.
Coyly, shrinking away, the lover said,
'Hush, darling! Be careful.
See how they glare at us.'
The pigeon retorted,
'Don't worry, Darling.
We are free birds, not humans.
We don't have to believe in their silly theories and stinking isms.
We value freedom above everything else;
We don't fight, kill, and wage wars and love is all that we believe in.'
The lover smiled and pulled him closer.
With their wings around each other,
Beaks touching and love blazing in their souls,
They kissed, long, deep, unhurried,
In full view of the Conservatives who watched,
Embarrassed, speechless, and pink-faced.
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