From The Other Side Of The Binoculars... [ A Bird's View Of Humans; My Mate Says This Poem Shows I Have Some Intelligence! ! ] Poem by Bri Edwards
From The Other Side Of The Binoculars... [ A Bird's View Of Humans; My Mate Says This Poem Shows I Have Some Intelligence! ! ]
OUR LIVES ARE NOT OUR OWN SO MUCH LIKE TWO HUNDRED YEARS AGO.
INSTEAD WE'RE WATCHED AND PHOTOGRAPHED AS WE TRAVEL TO AND FRO.
SOMETIMES WE'RE CAPTURED, TAGGED,AND MEASURED…..BUT LUCKILY RELEASED.
SOMETIMES WE'RE CONFINED, ON DISPLAY, EVEN AT TIMES........ WHEN WE'RE DECEASED.
NOTHING'S OFF LIMITS ABOUT OUR LIVES FOR THOSE WHO WANT TO KNOW.
WHERE WE GO IN WINTER, HOW WE BUILD OUR HOMES, HOW WE CATCH A GAL or BEAU.
TRUE….SOME OF "THEM" HAVE PROVIDED SOME OF US WITH SHELTER AND SOME FOOD.
BUT MUCH OF WHAT THEY'VE DONE TO OUR LIVES………………… has been DOWNRIGHT RUDE!
TALL STRUCTURES AND TRUCKS AND PLANES ….kill US WHEN WE TRAVEL.
DRAINED WETLANDS, CUT FORESTS, AND POISONSCAUSE….SOME OF OUR LIVES TO UNRAVEL.
WE do GET BACK AT THEM A little BIT, …….FROM TIME TO TIME IT'S TRUE.
WE SOMETIMES SNATCH A SANDWICH FROM THEM, OR ON THEIR HEADS WE POO.
WE MAY WAKE THEM UP AT 4 A.M. WITH EARLY MORNING CHATTER,
OR DIG HOLES IN THEIR WOODEN HOUSE SIDING …….WHILE MAKING QUITE A CLATTER.
WE EAT SOME OF THEIR FRUIT AND GRAIN; THAT IS ALSO TRUE, ............
BUT WHAT WE'D REALLY LIKE TO DO TO THEM IS …………………..PUT them IN A ZOO! !
(April 2012)
bri
:)
brian edward whitaker (in the "real world"
Yes, What we may hate most in life might be confinement and being stared at as an animal in a zoo....! Enjoyed this poem written from the perspective of a bird. I remember a bird having pooed on my head at a very critical time, some years back. I was all dressed up and travelling to a far off place to attend a marriage. To have a small break, our car halted at a shady place with tall trees growing. Then it happened. Some of it fell on the saree I was wearing. I felt so miserable then.
The world is running on a to and fro movement, may be piston of an engine or the wings of the birds, may be a withdrawal after a failed aggression, or it may be a to and fro movement of our passion! I don't know why I wrote these lines after reading this poem. I'll be thankful to my teacher if he favors me with his psychoanalysis.
Sometimes we are tagged, measured and given importance. Birds measure nature through chirping. Nature is ever beautiful and we feel the truth. An excellent poem is beautifully penned.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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BUT WHAT WE'D REALLY LIKE TO DO TO THEM IS …………………..PUT them IN A ZOO! ! Yes I like this, and put this poem too in a zoo.