It has been forever they were picked
They must have hatched by now
Where are the chicks? No trace of shells
Wait a minute; I doubt any of those eggs got missing
Probably they were never laid, or were they?
Maybe it’s a ploy to distract the poultry maids

Chasing and scouting for non existent chicks
While the eagles scan and scheme predatory
Laying strategies to vanquish the chickens
Nestled in the covers of daylight
Envisioning its stream of prey
Waging to flap its arsenal wings

If there were eggs
There should be trails of shells
Evidence of the existence
Be it the remains of the chicks
It will be clarified the Chi
Existed in the farm Bok

Oh! seven six chicks found their way back?
Wonderful! But because they’re are just chicks
They could not give map
Of the plains they traversed?
Believably a petty situation
Two one nine still roaming in the wild forest

All the farm hands have grown weary in the search
Have the hens and cock ceased crooning?
Give me a feather of each of their breeders
Let the search party veer off the bushes
Go into cities and towns
Maybe they’re scattered about

Eating feeds from burst sewers
They should not throw in the towel
Keep the search alive
If there’s anything to search for
If they would be found
Bring back our chicks

Copyright: Gift Amukoyo
Written: August 29, 2014