Poem 0168 (for Anita): demonstration

Outside my morning window, two birds are having a bit of a chat.
It seems that they want to demonstrate that they each can sing
A song of their own choosing.

Amazing how such so-called “unintelligent” creatures understand
So deeply for what they were created: to sing their own simple
Song and not worry about critiques.

We ultra-smart humans on the other hand can create bountiful
Arguments and conundrums in our own favor; eradicating whole
Days dedicated to the pursuit.

I think it’s time for me to simply sing — ignoring anything from smiles
To stern glances — and carry on for my own bemusement and joy:
Even to the end of the morning.