A pigeon sits across the way
His head moving to see the world about
He looks at me with mixed indifference
Prompting me to burst forth a shout
Yet the bird does not take flight
He merely turns its beak skyward
The more I scream to make him fly
He acts as though he’s heard not a word
Though angered by my need to control
I soon fall silent when I look up high
For in the clouds I see a hundred others
His brothers and sisters soon blanket the sky
Then it is the rain that seems to come
But I quickly see it is something not so nice
In a moment I am covered in things pigeon
To run for cover I didn’t need to think twice
So it is that I have lost the day
My pigeon opponent seeming to smile just so
Nature’s creatures are much smarter than we think
But if we don’t listen we’ll never know
