“A parrot’s mind is not as sharp as mine,”
the scientist opined, true to his time.
A human, he believed the world then
was like a layer cake; on top were men.
As centuries of life on Earth have passed
his numerous religions have amassed
billions of followers to his belief,
from which we parrots can have no relief.
When we began to talk, they said our sound
was like an echo, nothing more profound;
and yet, within my cage, I’ve yet to see
a human, in my language, speak to me.
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