BEAT Poem, by DC Joblonski

They invade the dawn breeze like icons they are
With their black necks with the crazy movements they can do with them
Humans drive them crazy but who can blame them
They flap their wings with an breeze no other bird can top
No permissions needed because they just honk it off

Just always honk, it’s the only way they know how
Canadian geese. The best bird that I ever met.
Hatched with pure yellow fuzzy-ness that is undoubtedly adorable
They hiss when anyone who annoys them get in the way then again who can blame
them
Constantly flying in a V because that’s how they slay all day

They don’t slow down for humans that’s not who they are
They are moods in every single way and I love them for that
Learning the way of the honk is easy if people were actually smart
People would rather love on the petite birds then actually appreciate the “different
birds”
The other names people call them are just flat out disgusting and they don’t deserve it

They too swim gracefully like swans or ducks but people still hate for no reason
It almost feels like anyone who hates them has never been bullied before who they are
If they hiss, then they are defending themselves. Every animal does it so why is it
different for them?
They too just want to belong in society but people constantly said no all due to
stereotypes
Why hate when all you can do is love. Is that too much to ask?

But I, DC, the Goose Whisper shall be the one who loves them
And I don’t care if I get hated on too for loving these silly birds
I learned to speak their language
I can get up to them close enough with no hesitation and guess what. No. Hissing.
They are my favorite bird and I am proud of it. Screw what people have to say about
them.