On Evolution leaving the Natural World.

There’s a pigeon eating pizza, as I sit in traffic jam.
Stood proud in grubby gutter loving pineapple and ham.
It savours café culture in this up-market mews,
Enjoying pain au chocolate crumbs between the diner’s shoes.

I wondered why this clever bird left natural ways behind,
Quite happy dodging taxis when there’s fast food on its mind.

Do listen, busy pigeon, I’m embarrassed at your plight.
You’ve wings and good direction skills,
Why don’t you please take flight?
To woods and country living or cliffs with fresh sea air,
Why stay amidst this traffic,
You’re free……..With time to spare.

‘Come on’ said doughty pigeon ‘We follow where you lead
I’m warm with high rise shelter, no worries where to feed.
My ancestors, like turtle doves,
Their rustic life long gone.
We thought, let’s try your urban ways.
Don’t say you’ve got it wrong?’

Unsure. I had to ponder, while stuck in endless queue.
Have we humans got this right, is it sense for me and you?’

Perhaps the answers, partly.
Though it pains me now to say,
Has human evolution peaked with ‘Drive thru’ takeaway?

I turned towards the pigeon, ‘Fly off to pastures new
Leave dodgy food and traffic fumes, there’s more to life for you.’
For life as was intended on this planet once pristine.
Humans need to contemplate on what’s no longer seen.
Recall the power of nature can literally transform,
A troubled, muddled mind-set to healthy, spritely norm.