Flight of the Flightless

Punt, punters,
you ran out of
co-opted options
and therefore had
to take and leave.
That's a thief in 
the bright night,
unprepared for 
a bull moon.
Harvest while 
the horn stands,
for alive makes 
powder into 
power faster
than a gun.
Any given 
bear will 
outrun every
given arm,
no matter
the strength
of one's 
amended
mentions.
Leave weary
theory at the
core and 
know that
molten iron
is no place
to live.