Today I found a bird of the side of the road.
It had been hit by a car, and was dying.
I picked it up, and slowly caressed it in my hand.
It looked into my eyes, and let out a weak chirp.
Then, with one swift movement,
I crushed the bird in my hand.
It twitched a bit, then died.
I smiled, and knew what I must do next.
Some may say it deserves a proper burial.
I cooked it, and ate it for dinner.
I am now one with the bird.
We are now brothers.
I am now Bird Man.