For the Birds

There once was a land they called Beautiful Tree the best of the lands where the birds want to be Then, there were only the Cards and the Jays no other birds had yet flown in to stay Nesting in groups with a thickness of thieves the flocks ever growing outnumbered the leaves Soon there was pecking each with their order defending their branches defining their borders Then one day the Cards took control of the place changing the rules at a blistering pace The Jay's were disheartened and flustered, they flittered their soaring blue skies ever darkened with twitter The Jays still believed they could all live as one but if ever to be something had to be done Yet try as they may and with all of their might the Jays gentle spirits weren't up to the fight Watching the Cards taking care of their own hogging the tree with their true colors shown Consumed by their greed and driven by pride hoarding resources as new fledglings died With no other enemies left to declare they turned on each other defiant to share The Jays knew the secret for them to survive was joining together so all birds could thrive The Cards stacked the deck to their utter demise as the powerful peeps of the Jays would arise Singing so sweetly in harmonic rhyme even the Cards were found singing in time Soon to return to their Beautiful Tree ready to cleanup the mess there would be Once again living a life less absurd Isn't this Beautiful Tree for the birds? -Jeannie Minor