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This Society Of Birds...
they feed on the slow creatures
that crawl this boundless earth
the weak is their prey
as their mothers preyed on
since these creatures' birth
they own the sky
and the fields of riches
from the blood and sweat of slaves
they live upon their golden towers
while they confine us in the caves
they hover above our frailty
and our painful agony
we raise our chins not with pride
but dread when we beg for mercy
all these because we let them
round us up like fateless herd
do you see yourself as a rodent or a critter
in this society of birds?
