Female Montague's Harrier

The kite flies in
an exclusive zone
completely alone
not trying to fit in

the book instils fear
gives a name
Montague's Harrier
sounds like a dame

She was injured
piteously fluttered
but a predator
is a predator forever.

not to be trusted
the pigeons rose
in a body,en masse
as a carpet dusted

The lone kite
slipped on slopes
as if learning ropes
always flying high

Never ever landed
A lesson learnt
every one is upended
To bear the  brunt

Of fate and destiny
disease and ignominy