LOST BIRDS CRYING

Two geese sounding like an army
Flew in and then out over the lake
It is spring and they are instinctive
In their, what appears to be
Erratic behavior, for they will
Find the rest of their flock
Even as two they perfect the
Art of drafting, taking turns as
The lead bird on an annual task
They save much energy which 
Will be used to settle down and
Begin again in new surrounds 

We, too, make a ruckus when lost
Hoping to get back to the family or
Sometimes to get away from them
We are not as intuitive and
Do not employ drafting as a rule
Eventually we are successful 
In our endeavors which unites us
Or keeps us at a distance from 
What we perceive a problems

The new season brings many opportunities
Along with these comes responsibilities
We must all keep these obligations in mind
And go beyond our own secure boundary
Illegal entry into this country is a problem
It has reached the crisis point, but
Denied by the present occupant
Illegals are not birds returning 
Because of the season, but people 
Hoping to find relief after hearing promises

Natural disasters, dictators and the cartels
Are all factors in these events which were all
Under control just a few months ago
The occupant ended agreements, stopped
Building the fence and opened the borders
Now we are being invaded by those in need
Along with criminals and Covid-19 carriers
We need an international “FEMA”, as
We are more lost then the geese

Stanski 
April 8, 2021 ^