From “Ibis”

In Trinidad, three men appeared
  in court on August 15, 2017,
   charged with having bird
  parts in their possession.
They were caught
  near the Caroni Bird Sanctuary
   by a team of game wardens.
  The wardens happened to be
“conducting surveillance” in
  the area when they spotted the
   men with the dead birds.

  The men attempted to escape
in a boat.

  They were caught.
   They were granted bail. The case
  was adjourned.

Drones have been
  brought in to protect
   the birds. The Ministry of
  Agriculture has conducted
test flights in Trinidad. Here
  is the DNA of the scarlet ibis
   rendered as a barcode:
 
Three rows of multicolored barcodes.


The desire to eat the scarlet ibis
  has long haunted man. Fat ibises
   are preferred over lean egrets.
  Even the indigenous peoples
of America prized the
  bird flesh. They made
   special expeditions for
  their eggs. In fact, in their
quest to eat ibis meat, the
  first peoples accidentally
   discovered the islands of
  the Caribbean. The birds made
new land. The natives carried
  baskets with eggs and emaciated
   fledglings. They cooked the
  eggs even if addled or in an
advanced state of decay,
  according to one writer. So
   that birds of all stages of
  life floated in a sky of yelks.
Soup, richly spiced with
  death and Spanish pepper.
   Yet the scarlet ibis, if
  allowed a return to its former
glory, can bring about the
  annihilation of all mammals.
   Among its plumage, the bird
  harbors pathogenic bacteria,
no match for human medicine.
  Man, for good reason, is
   their prime predator.
Source: Poetry (July/August 2019)