The King Of The Roost!
Even the lowly city pigeon can rule the skies,
Or at least pretend …
From a majestic vantage point of poured concrete.
Until the sun rises high in the sky …
And he flies to join groveling friends below,
In search of a bit of bread, or crumb
Dropped by some careless passer-by.
He can dream his lofty dreams,
Until it’s time to eat!