Banquet in the Sky

Behold!
Our glorious banquet in the sky.
Where our fate remained ill,
yet drunk in its own estate.
Pianists, and Violinists came,
from all over the globe -
to play our righteous tune
As well as some unexpected visitors.
In the dew of clouded minds,
a white bird, no more than
the size of a human heart!
Perched itself below the stars
and tried to harmonize
with our song.
Our feast was disrupted
Until we played louder.
Until we tore open
the bird's gullet
and Consumed its innards.

Nikki Satira