Ostrich, emu, kiwi, rhea;
What on earth is happening here?
Whilst nature blessed a billion things,
The birds alone were blessed with wings.
The power to soar, to swoop, to fly,
They gave them up, I wonder why?
What could they see from on the ground
Was more than when they flew around?
Whilst other creatures scanned the sky
And dreamt of having wings to fly,
These birds developed legs for speed
Whilst wasted wings just atrophied.
Imagine finding when you hatch,
‘You are a bird, but here’s the catch,
Those tiny wings are useless, son,
But never mind, ‘cause you can run…’
I have never quite understood why evolution would rob an animal of its greatest gift, the power of flight. Surely the ability to escape is evolution’s most powerful weapon. It doesn’t matter how powerful a predator is if it cannot catch you. You can bet your life that, given the chance of having wings, the lion would most certainly have accepted. What kind of animal would give up such an advantage? The kind that buries its head in the sand I think…