Murder in the Car Park
On my weary timeworn weekday trudge
To the nearby afternoon bargain counter
Through the bustling dogging car park
One freezing day before true summer
An avian swirl of sudden angry squawks
Revealed an evicted blackbird fledgling
Fluffed plump and brown, its parents
And two cocked, malevolent magpies
Shielding their offspring with fluttering
Screams the blackbirds yielded ground.
Sensing impending abandonment, their
Fledgling braved a dash of clumsy flight
Before crashing exhausted underneath
The car park gates. One bright-eyed
Magpie flapped over to take possession
Of its hard-won, desperate meal
An eager stabbing beak descended once,
Twice, thrice, a well-tried blade of jet
Seeking the frightened pulse, adoring
The rusty living tang of fledgling blood
Moved to human outrage at the crime
I shooed the eager killer from its prey.
Seizing its unexpected moment, the
Fledgling braved another shoddy flight
Towards the nearby hedgerow, where it hid.
The outraged magpie couple flapped away
Thwarted of their vernal urge to kill, both
Beaks unquenched and bloodlust unfulfilled.