Poetry Contest Entry
Artist - Unknown
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The Way Of The Bird
~By Drakon Loor
Over the clouds, through the deep winds of the almighty.
The way of the bird will soar over the land with a beautiful sight in the eye.
It believes in the way of the birds.
Not the silly plane.
The plane couldn't do half the stuff a bird could do.
Like land on a tree branch searching for food.
When it gets all the food it needs.
The bird uses the way of bird flight to take off of the branch.
In search for fun.
As the bird is soaring over the land all it has is jealousy.
Its descendants bigger more adapted to the land than its puny self.
Oh how it wishes to be big.
To be able to scare instead of being scared.
As winter marches in happily.
It has to store food for the winter much like the squirrel,
It searches hastily for a worm or bread left behind in the park.
When it's soaring over the trees.
A huge BANG! scares it away but unfortunately it isn't fast enough.
As a sharp sting pierces through the body of this young one.
It falls gaining more and more speed.
If the sting didn't kill it the fall will definatly.
The bird was only killed for game not for food.
How nature intended.
The ways of the hunter are cruel, they shouldn't be killing animals just to kill them.
What have they ever done to you.
Several deer are killed every year, several birds are killed every year.
It just shouldn't be done this way.
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