For life, they mate for life,
bird husband and bird wife.
Are they better than us,
with their commitment and loyalty?
I could have done this,
but not alone,
so that is how,
I now fly.
Empty skies over wing over wing,
no one above and no one below.
No answers to the cries,
no answers as I wonder why.
The ways of this world,
I have become all to familiar,
of the ways of this world,
and my expendability.