The Conference Of Birds

Warning : Mentions of death.

They all stared on through the deafening silence.

As the choices rattled up their conscience.

"We'll have none of this", muttered bald eagle quite false with hair.

The other birds layed bare their glares in the tension filled air.

As they sat on a branch awaiting a plan to come swooping down,

A pseudo bird came roaring over their heads and through their little town.

The cat found her tongue slipping out as she saw the birds.

She danced beneath their tree, the leaves made a comfy bed.

"Why don't you all come down for a chat? ", purred the cat.

"We'll do naught like that", cried the hanging bat.

The cat shrugged and pranced about in her furred vanity.

Now the cat's growling belly spat out one long string of profanity.

"It's impossible to kill the flying sardine! ", cawed the crow.

"We lost fifty today in the siege, as you all may know!"

The poor cat's belly wailed even louder at the mention of "sardines".

Her tail declared joy by waggling at the thought of such fine cuisines.

"We could bit off her turbines", hooted the old wise owl. "It's worth losing a beak"

In sullen agreement even the trees let their branches creak.

In the orient sky Wright's silly bird appeared

again.

They flew straight in her arms and fluttered down like rain.

Art Credits :

For the birds by ma4u4a (Deviant Art)

Birds by wanchaleom (Deviant Art)