These Yellow Chicks
Enter the farm, behold the new-born chicks,
Seconds ago did they hatch from the egg.
Provide them an extra supply of seeds
They're stumbling over their feathers fluffy
They chirp continuously in bright yellow
Cheering up the horizon's skies so soft.
The chirpy chicks touch us, their noise so soft
So much life. Give them the chance to be chicks
They are the result of a yolk-yellow
Spare us the opening crack of an egg
Let them chirp like this in forms so fluffy
Let them delight with this presence of seeds.
As chirpy yellow chicks peck at the seeds
It's tempting to touch them, they look so soft.
I hold one in my hands, it feels fluffy
The softest fluff I've ever felt, these chicks
Need never have become a scrambled egg
This reminder that their yolk is yellow.
Embryo cast, destined to be yellow
Now exuberant life feeding on seeds.
What would the result be eating the egg?
Why must we sacrifice cute chicks so soft?
Why not let them be? Let them just be chicks.
Let them exist in our realm so fluffy.
My thoughts as I stroke this chick so fluffy
Perceive the sun in glorious yellow
Cheering me up brightly - as are these chicks.
I offer my hand out containing seeds
They peck at it with cutest beaks so soft
They happily chirp, thankful for the egg
That breed their lives - their own gracious egg
Transforms yolks to materials fluffy.
Chickens look after them, their feathers soft
Chickens no longer in chick-form yellow
Yet with them they like to peck out their seeds
Bearing in mind, they look after the chicks.
Hens warm up the egg that breeds us these chicks
In their own fluffy colours, pecking seeds,