Two birds with one stone
As if it’s an accomplishment
To snuff out avian lives
With prejudice
And it begs the question:
How big are the birds?
How large must the stone be?
What is the purpose of this wanton violence?
Is this hunting for sustenance, or vanity?

Similarly, would it not make more sense
For it to rain a catadupe, rather than
Cats and dogs? How is gravity doing?
How has it failed our feline and canine friends?
Questions rise up like dandelions through concrete
Or like hatching birds
Making me question the hubris of humanity
In its war waged on the animal kingdom
Through sayings

What does it say about us, as a species
To continue dignifying and celebrating
Destruction, cata doxa
Really though, how much meat is on a sparrow?
And if dogs and cats are falling from the sky,
Are they alive or dead upon impact?
Why not just wait for a deluge,
Then sustainably harvest the sinister rain?
At the very least we could claim to save the birds