a goose honks
an elephant trumpets
the giraffe makes nary a sound
you'd think they'd be the loudest
with long necks and pretty eyes ever so proud
the cats that purr
all covered in fur
could scratch out the eyes of dogs
whom bark and hound at night out loud
they seem to howl for nothing
but they have hearing beyond our words
conveying a relay of messages
outside the purview of our terms
the geese in flight
in the formation of V's
call out and change places
to increase endurance and speed
a collective migration
to God's beckon and heed
a calling forthwith to some territory to breed
sparrows ever chirping
battling over scraps
resemble little children
giving each other raps
a pecking order, it seems
within all life forms
an innate alpha- type dominating norms
and so it is
that we silly humans
aren't really that much different
than the cattle idly lowing
or the birds who seek a more suitable ambience
instincts commanding they seek nature's semblance
while we petty humans bicker and argue
about which direction to go
doubting our instincts regarding whether
to proceed somewhere near
or perchance someplace hither
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 1:25 AM UTC
a goose honks
an elephant trumpets
the giraffe makes nary a sound
you'd think they'd be the loudest
with long necks and pretty eyes ever so proud
the cats that purr
all covered in fur
could scratch out the eyes of dogs
whom bark and hound at night out loud
they seem to howl for nothing
but they have hearing beyond our words
conveying a relay of messages
outside the purview of our terms
the geese in flight
in the formation of V's
call out and change places
to increase endurance and speed
a collective migration
to God's beckon and heed
a calling forthwith to some territory to breed
sparrows ever chirping
battling over scraps
resemble little children
giving each other raps
a pecking order, it seems
within all life forms
an innate alpha- type dominating norms
and so it is
that we silly humans
aren't really that much different
than the cattle idly lowing
or the birds who seek a more suitable ambience
instincts commanding they seek nature's semblance
while we petty humans bicker and argue
about which direction to go
doubting our instincts regarding whether
to proceed somewhere near
or perchance someplace hither
sounds of seasons and migrations
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