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Chick
11 Apr 2010
Chick
By
George O. Obikoya
A new day is gone
Nestled out of view
Now lay my head
Await yet the next
Stuck in a tiny pen
Cuddled one and all
So make the night
How best all to do
As late glows ebb
Heralds life anew
Of horns that ache
Eyes so very sore
My kin all so must
Still may not see
The long lost souls
Keen all so to know
Not just so we do
City life now is real
Yet, we all crave so
To live so well too
New still we are
To live life anew
In a tiny patio pen
So far from home
Cracks lay all bare
Old shells strewn
All around us all
Where once home
With mother gone
Lord who knows
Just a pen to show
We all bear a mark
With only a nuzzle
Too warm to forget
Even if just a day
Will sure ever last
Not even if it aged
Or it was what else
Should be why we
All must hurt so
Others follow suit
But they all still say
That the frying pans
Are not new homes
So why be so mad
Some do run away
Jaded all for sure
Life is full of hope
It sure takes a will
To venture so away
In a strange terrain
On busy city streets
Our pristine farms
Cock crows alarms
Where haze so meek
Caresses the sunrise
Its now just dreams
Life so now so new
Our reverie sure is
That hope lives on
So may be someday
We will be back too
To roam free again
In the countryside
The farms beckon
Our adored ranch
Lamentations too
Fill its warm soul
Sure must be nice
To be beached too
Again in the real
Pens in the yard
Yet, some say no
To the dawn crows
Yes to chick aroma
Only on the roast
Others worry too
We are all chased
On street corners
To fete buffet wares
Even others loathe
It costs city funds
For a shelter that is
Just a lunch pad too
Yet, many say yes
That it is sure wise
That the eggs help
At breakfast is true
It may even be so
With such pain all
Some lay in wait
To settle the game
It brings us down
Some also now say
Homes now cheap
Where chicks lay
So let us be now
Go on, forget us
Eggs there plenty
In stores all over
We want liberty
Like you to roam
To live and love
Our life for real
In country we all
Belong not in city
In chaos you love
Ours rural reigns
Let us play again
With farm kids all
Run around free
Lacking not you
Concrete is not us
Barns so we love
With love from all
In our little world
We miss the hills
Its ever slow brook
Where the kids play
And live life so full
We love our meals
Simple yet so pure
Not ones we choke
Ever here to poke
The life you crave
Lacks what really is
True love of nature
You claim you seek
As you ever thrash
Gifts to truly cherish
Hard so just to gain
Wilt this nature still
The gift of life is real
Even as it is so free
Once gone you lose
So dear a gift to all
You want us home
Like so many others
You toss once done
With the bygone pet
You love our eggs
But say we stink so
Soil you paths too
And fly in your face
It seems so dismal
To see you so vain
Not sure as always
How much you are
Leave us out of this
Your homes belong
To you and to yours
We have homes too
You starve your cats
Lock your dogs up
Let them out alone
To fend ever on own
You let tigers out
In cities to prowl
The naive for food
And not you care
Just so you gain
A sense you care
You root out cubs
From the lion’s den
Alligators now reign
In city swamps too
Since you decided
To dump your pet
They are all over now
Left not so to thrive
Ecology in shackles
With no mercy to live
So why us now too
We ask once again
That you let us be
In the wild we know
We are farm chicks
And proud so to be
Living all in peace
Beset not by greed
Life is yours so true
In the cities you built
The tunnels and all
For some homes too
Some of us are there
To hide from reality
No one wants to hear
Or so claim for good
We want to live too
Not in cryptic caves
Under the city streets
None truly should be
Care for your folks
They languish under
Your stomps above
For all to gain anew
The slums are filled
Near your mansions
With muck and want
You can do more
Free us all we pray
Show us some love
Leave us alone now
That is real love
We are wont to roam
And see the world
Ours that matters
To us you don’t see
Now you lock us all
In tiny pens at home
To lay and hatch ever
Our eggs you gain
We all must reflect
Think it over now
So it is not too late
To mend our ways
Life is for all also
To hold all for gain
Here now and ever
In faith, hope, and love
It matters not ever
Your station anytime
In the grand scheme
That eternally binds
Live life in full we say
And its pain with nerve
In this endless scheme
In our own little way
We deserve dignity
Some respect too all
And so sure despite
That they are chicks
We sure love you
And will forever do
But let us be we say
To live happy as you
We love our homes
Just as you do too
To enjoy the life
In farms not cities
Life for us is short
More so than yours
So give us a chance
To live it all in full
We wish you well
In all you ever do
As life is in us too
So we crave to keep
Share all noble goals
To pave the way too
For an endless bliss
That is life in truth
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