The Dawn Chorus Poem by James Hart

It is 5 in the morning
A bird begins to sing
A dawn solo to announce
A new day has begun

It is 6 in the morning
A scarecrow gun starts
Its repeated thud to scare off
The very birds that announced daybreak

It is 7 in the morning
A car roars past
To join the many other motorists
Whose engines drown the scarecrow and the birds

It is 8 in the morning
I crawl downstairs
To eat my breakfast
And ponder the damage created by human inventiveness.