When Cockatoos Could Fly

There was an angry Armadillo

with ugly angry scars 

He lived off roadkill crystal meth

and chewed on cheap cigars

He hated all the Cockatoos 

up from  the Amazon

He said they'd get our DNA

We'd turn like Babylon 

Armadillo hated feathers 

Armadillo hated beaks

Armadillo hated Cockatoos

Those filthy flying freaks 

He walked along the rusty fence

Looking for Cockatoos 

He knew those birds were Taliban 

on evil rendezvous 

The Cockatoos would cross the fence

escaping crocodiles 

Who bit their beaks down to their necks

and ate their juveniles 

The Cockatoos were terrified 

They had to get away

The rusty fence their best defense 

to live another day 

But the angry Armadillo 

cooked up conspiracies

the Cockatoos were terrorists 

and carried leprosy 

He rounded up the Cockatoos 

and with a righteous smile 

rammed them through the rusty fence

back to the Crocodiles 

Crocodiles caught Cockatoos 

and drown them in the mud 

The rusty fence had been secured

on Cockatoo spilled blood 

Humanity had lost its way 

The Cockatoos were lost

Old Armadillo got his way

and slaughter was the cost

And time erases memories 

when feathers filled the sky 

with tearful eyes of times gone by

When Cockatoos could fly 

 

Author's Note

Th-th-th-th-That's all folks

Reviews

[ANTO]

More to this than meets the eye BR - one of your finest moments soldier!!
Enjoyed immensely my friend.

[Baby Ricochet]

thank you Anto

[Rachel Anderson]

Woahhh this is crazy! It's like an Brother's Grimm story or something. So enjoyable to read! Great job Ricochet!

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Rachel. It's good to hear from you

[Rachel Anderson]

Same! School keeps me busy, but I visit as often as I can.

[Briana O'Connor]

This is sad, scary and hilarious! The way you added humor into horror is astounding. Very well done! Perfecto!

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank You Brianna

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Another very inspired piece of writing.
Great analogies.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you sir

[Ashfallen]

Oh what an interesting, insightful read. I love the analogy, carried through to the end without self-awareness or tipping of its hand. Really well-done!

[Baby Ricochet]

Thanks for stopping by

[Matching Socks]

I love the way you did this, in simple terms.

A very serious message delivered in a way that doesn't ram it down the readers throat and let's the thoughts presented here linger long after the poem has been read.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thanks for stopping by Ana

[Rita L. Sev]

This is an amazing allegory, Mark.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Rita

[Tai Ryens]

Truly powerful piece speaking nothing but the truth, as you always do, in such a light-hearted manner, yet still managing to maintain the same weight of the grief held within the message of it all. Clever, it plays off like a political cartoon already. Well done.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thanks Tai

[Rene Velez]

Good write Ric. Nothing but the truth.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Rene. I appreciate hearing from you

[Marie]

Yes, I understood the parallel right away. My knowledge of orinthology is scanty; I thought cockatoos could always fly.

[Baby Ricochet]

Not over the rusty fence they can't