the bird sings merrily
oblivious that it makes
many happy.
does the bird sings
because it is happy?
does it even know
what happiness is?
does it even care?
it sings merrily,
as the hawk up above
eyeing its next meal,
prepares to dive.
as the song ends abruptly,
observer comments
on cruelty of nature.
does he even understand
the bird had lived
its own life?
we can and we will !
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And he lived it happily as far as he knows happiness. Thoughtful and original piece. Good day to you.
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My point exactly.
Thanks Oneta.
Good day to you too.
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Not the popular route but it’s the best route because living our own life is worth taking the journey no matter hard. We soar the highest when we follow the heart.
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Thank you so much for the kind words. Appreciate for reading and the comment.
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And we, in our parallel world are not cruel when we herd millions of animals into the horror of slaughterhouses?
The bird sings before it dies to feed another bird’s chicks maybe. What do we do before we shove the burger down our gullets? Is this happiness?
I rest my case….
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Did those herd animals have any choice to leave their own lives?
Humans have sure skewed the natural food chain, no doubt about it. However, in nature , the food chain has a natural progression where the one in lower position is food for one in the higher up. Where normally humans would have been, I have no idea. Fire and weapons have given us power to dictate our place.
But the point I was trying to make was not about the food chain but about the inherent happiness in living one’s own life.
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Yes, I know. I suppose it was mainly in response to the ‘nature is cruel’ type comment. I don’t think nature is cruel. There’s an inevitability to death that animals accept which is why they don’t spend the rest of their lives grieving. We don’t accept it, and say death is cruel, because we see the hawk stealing the chick, but we don’t see the butchery in the slaughterhouse. Death is something that happens to other things and we’d rather not know about it.
I’m never sure what happiness means. It’s a passing feeling, hard to explain, and easily forgotten. Contentment maybe. Animals certainly feel that. We seem unable to be contented, want always to be wowed by things. Happiness is maybe the absence of sadness.
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I did not say nature is cruel.
If you read the last stanza, you should realize I am telling the exact opposite. I questioned that statement that “nature is cruel”.
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No, I know you didn’t, it’s the commentator, the rent-a-quote person who says it; I know you’re opposing it. I’m just echoing your thoughts. Honest 🙂
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Thanks Jane. I feel relieved.
This is one of my pet peeves. Our attention cycle is so short and our “greed” for excitement is so overwhelming that we need constant stimulus in terms of “news”. Peace bore us, long term solutions are too far off. We need to satisfy our lustt now and then we move to “greener” pastures.
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That’s what’s so worrying about this post-covid society the ‘experts’ keep banging on about. It’s hard to see how it’s going to be any different when so many people want to make up for lost time buying buying buying regardless of where it comes from or how it was made. Happiness in a burger. Pathetic really.
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Unfortunately, as you said, that is the pathetic reality.
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It’s depressing.
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Nicely done
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Thank you.
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My pleasure
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