Wow my job is mind numbing at times!
Then I looked up and saw a bird.
Not just any bird but a turkey buzzard.
Yea, not much of a bird but still a bird none the less and that is the point to this story.
It was sitting up on top of a low tower that it had … wait lets go back a step …
About a week ago we noticed this ugly creature and saw that it was hopping around all over the place with one wing cocked off to its side.
We deduced, because we had nothing better to do that day either, that it had broken its wing in some way.
About 50 feet away stood a water tower that just a week before it would have been sitting with all of it’s ‘friends’ much higher in the air.
(The other buzzards hang out on the rafters on this bigger tower)
It accrued to me then, this guy is all alone, hurt, scared, hungry and sad.
Can a buzzard can be sad?
Why not?
So I started thinking.
This poor guy not only can’t fly but he can’t even get to perch with his friends … who will eat him the second he dies …
He is just trying to get as close to his old ‘home’, and just can’t make it.
This some how bothered me and almost made me think I had feelings.
This made me think of a few movies …
I Robot, were at the end all of the old robots are huddled together in the trailers.
City of Angels, when at the end the fallen angel goes to where he knows his old friends are even though he can’t see them.
The Next Karate Kid, as they try and nourish the hawk back to health.
All of this led me to realize a few things.
1) I have watched a lot of bad movies
2) I feel a lot like this bird!
Just like this guy though, at the end of the day when I am in need of help how many of my ‘friends’ will show up to help me or leave me alone to starve and die all by myself.
Then eat me …
Then after I do kick the proverbial bucket they would all then act like they did care, and say how they did everything they could but it just wasn’t enough … hypocrites and liars!
Just like so many church going folk I might add!
Just so you know, we tried feeding the bird but it ran away from us.
What do you expect from a creature hated, hurt and afraid …
This Blog really doesn’t have much of a point.
It’s just been over a week and this is what is on my mind today, so I am sharing.
Just like they told me I should do in school to make friends … I hope they don’t eat me!
Just like my littlest niece said … I am not a cookie!
2 comments:
STOP IT! Get out there and get that turkey buzzard on top of that tall tower - and take him some past the due date hamburger. I hope you're happy: now I'll be worrying about that buzzard and won't be able to sleep - much less mull over your analogy. Geesh - thanks, pal. :-(
Is this your way of subtly giving us 'the bird'? I mean, geez, a Buzzard? Couldn't you have picked a prettier or more colorful bird, perhaps a Blue Jay or even a Cardinal? Heck, the only thing a Buzzard has going for him/her is that they are one of the only creatures that can eat road kill and not puke! They have an enzyme in their stomachs that can digest and process rancid meat with no harmful affects. Not a great epilogue, huh??
Poor birdie. You need to put a ladder up there and help that little (not really) bird. He needs friends. We all do. Well, most of us anyway. :-)
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