Crazy Baboon Eats Flamingos (Fable)

Flamingos survive in the causticity of the volcanic lake. Their beaks skim tiny algae from the water's surface And watch out for predators like jackals to make Their mud-cone nest for holding the egg with their grace. These birds have a style of dancing in the light. After bending their necks, signaling with their wing, And running back and forth, they suddenly take flight To wheel around the lake as if searching for something Or as recalling the Phoenix myth; that immortal bird Was consumed by flames; then, rose from the ashes With such an instinct to live that I've never heard. It has long legs, pink feathers, and yellow eyes. Its pinkish-white, red wings have two black feathers. It lives in Africa, as well as Iran, India, and Spain. From the marabou storks, the Egyptian vultures, The leopards, and the cheetahs run in vain. Flying and living in the mangrove swamp or lagoon, They eat diatoms, seeds, crustaceans, and algae. Their chicks mean vocalizations under the moon. Caribbeans in vermilion and Chileans in pink don't dally. The great flamingos pink colored overall, all-day Are extremely gregarious and live in huge colonies. Known as social birds, they need so many tales to say About 'head-flagging, ' 'marching' and 'wing zealots.' The Hamadryas baboon is a big type of monkey Originated from Saudi Arabia and Yemen; a big child Is the brute preferring the rocky desert; when it's funky, It becomes an intelligent primate endangered in the wild. With a fluffy coat, his pairs have a brown-haired whilst. He is their maleness, silvery on his back and shoulders. Their faces and buttocks are colored and hairless. They eat meat, grass, insects, mammals, and lizards. Dominating up to ten females, grooming, playing, Forming clans, then forming bands, then forming troops, Flocking to the lake to grab a meal, and staying, In summer seasons, to see the new flamingos groups. Searching for an individual that stands out from the crowd And lives on the edge of the flock; so individualistic Is this outsider living by his standards; so proud, He ignores the hungry baboon, whose skill is not artistic. Nature is so unbelievably close to the moral world, In which, we humans dwell with a lot of similarities. Being an individual socially and becoming hurled, He lives in a crowd to be strong in front of the enemies. The rest comes down to character, and as I said before, A weaker character will certainly cease easily and soon Being like the flamingo on the edge, who is more Interested in running in front of the hungry baboon. Poem by Marieta Maglas