THE CALM AFTER THE CRY

It has been flying all day
In the high horizon, a tall tree
With branches broader
The crow perched but a pest
Caused it to toss and turn
The vulture allowed a while
For a calm after the cry.

I watched while away
Like a cat and an aggressive mouse
Which over a meat to chew
Had a bout so terrible that
None to the rescue but the meat
As it lay aside
In wait a prize
For the victor after his victory.

The peace after the noisy struggle
The pieces after the consumption
A handshake, a smile
A tap on the shoulder
Just enough for a restoration
Of enmity for serenity.
A long lasting legacy
Of a calm after the cry.