Remembering the Death of a Parakeet, a Poem

What lesson, had this man learned from death, and about himself?  Translated…

The sudden death of this miniature pet made me wrote the following stanzas to memorialize it:

“It’d Been, Quite Unreasonable, Actually

That You, are Being, Trapped, Living in a Cage, with Your Wings Intact

A Bird Who Knew How to Fly, But Didn’t Die in Flight

This isn’t Something that Can Be

Explained in a Few Words

In the Iron Clad Law of the Survival of the Fittest

I, Who is Considered, Almighty, Although I’d, Watched Over & Protected You

I Still Couldn’t, Fight Off Those, Armies of Ants

That Had, Competed for Food with You

That are, Even Weaker than You

Don’t Know Who Should Take the Responsibilities for This?”

I’d found, that one of the two small parakeets I had, had died, there had always been, small armies of ants that’s, circled around their food supplies, we’d, hung up their cage in midair, and, the ants managed to climb up high too.  Everybody is, fighting for her/him own survival!  Whose existence, is more necessary than whose?  There was, nothing we can do.

But, thanks to the merciful Goddess of Mercy, she’d taken that remaining parakeet away yesterday.  There were, many parrots, and parakeets of all shapes and sizes and species, which are allowed to roam freely inside her place.  And, after mine entered into their realm, he shall, never be lonely again.

Remembered how Mr. Ban-Chiao Cheng wrote in the letter to his younger cousin that stated, “I’d hated keeping the birds in cages, it’s unreasonable, that I get the viewing pleasures, while it’s, kept in a cage, locked, how can we, deny the creatures of nature their, natural habits?” this was, the most humane kind of warning, I’d asked my children, to not bring me any more pets, to keep the loneliness away.

And so, this, is what the individual realized, upon finding his two parakeets dead, one by one, and, losing these companions must be difficult, if you’re elderly, and lived on your own, but, this was, a lesson about death, that we all must, come face to face with, isn’t it?