As the residents of Brooklyn walk along the streets
Rushing to bus stops and subways
A small pigeon sits on the roof of an old pizza place
The pigeon sits on the dirty, graffiti covered roof watching the worlds below with his beady yellow eyes
And as the smell of delicious food hits him, he sees a half eaten donut laying
on the dirty, bacteria infested, concrete
The small, little bird flys down and attempts to take a piece
He just had this feeling
That he will succeed
And that famine will not reach him
However, it did
Because of the humans
Just as the pigeon lands on the concrete
A humongous foot rapidly pummels towards him
The poor bird quickly takes flight escaping from the human foot
This little pigeon had that feeling again
The feeling of regret, famine, and anxiety
Every time the bird tries to eat
The humans always get to him
The selfish humans aspire to hurt this pigeon
Attempt to ward him away
And because of this
The pigeon faces famine and fear once more
And while all the humans were enjoying a lovely day in Brooklyn, the pigeon still flew
From one block to the next
The little bird had no luck
The day have passed
And the sun was setting
The still- hungry pigeon was sitting on a power line
Near the subway station
The station was relatively empty
And the bird saw some stray crumbs at the edge of the platform
This was his chance
To finally overcome famine
And get the energy he needed to strive
The pigeon flew down across the street
Now on the same level as the tracks
He was a few seconds from getting his hearts desire
And finally overcoming the omnipresent menace that was there to haunt him
And as he flew across those tracks
He was unaware
Of the upcoming train
Barreling towards him
What a time to be alive
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Poems
ŞiirHey so these are just some of my poems that I wrote down in my notebook, some are old, some are recent, but I guess this is just a collection of all the poems I ever wrote. Let me know if you like them by voting!!
