Aukward lyrics

Like The Great Auk, compatriot done

Overdressed in ebon formal wear

As though predicting a somber fate

Waddling about the earth clumsily

Putting on aires ungainly wrought

To meet its inevitable eradicaton

Lest finding grace in time's past tides

The sagas of grandeur now awash

Doomed in an ever changing world

No quarter comes, no justice found

Unthinking exploitation tips a scale

Basic needs dictate fated cause

A flightless flock of opportunity

That stood little chance unguarded

Where unbalanced lain an egg

Alone, upon a simple sacrificial altar

A stone that betrays its legacy

Presented to the elements unlauded

The offerings extraneously betrayed

For flesh, fat, and full fledged fate

Condemned by predation's cause

To the larders of those gone extinct

And so an awkward lesson implied

History renders begotten, its dodos