You look at poultry and don’t think :
These were birds once,
wings and feathers,
they had distances to fly,
and eggs to lay in self built nests.
You see a chicken’s carcass, legs, the breasts
and think of food and gravy to go with it,
what wine goes best with duck or dove,
should we have two each, or is one enough,
but they were birds once that you plan to eat.
Maybe if hunters missed their goal,
by now this bird would fly over your head
and shit on you in every colour green.