Saturday, January 7, 2012

News Item


News Item

“Ten young whooping cranes and the bird-like plane they think
  is their mother had flown more than halfway to their winter
  home in Florida when federal regulators stepped in.”
                              —Associated Press, 7 January 2012


It’s not foggy out tonight
but Whooping Cranes
have been grounded.  Even birds
need permission to fly. 
I’ve submitted myself in airports
to being x-rayed, patted down,
but this is the last strange straw. 

Who owns the sky? 
Will thunderstorms next
be permitted only on Thursdays
or tornados limited to unpopulated
areas from nine till five?
What about hurricanes?   
Already we give them names—
alternating  male and female
to be politically correct. 

How could we survive if some
out of step government didn’t
step into our lives (and the lives
of birds) to keep us safe from being
fools or over flown by fowls
whose pilot friend without proper
permit tries to help them learn
the right way home?


                              Donnell Hunter
                                       7 January 2012

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