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Birds of beauty
Each day they sing
Sounds so pleasant
Songs they bring
Wiser than po-lie-ticians
Who can't help but be loud
Yelling to crowds
Acting so proud
What's there to be saved
For a land built on lies
Secret compartments
Binds that tie
Wrists and ankles
Minds in chambers
Light is so dark
Man thinks they're the savior
Savior of what?
401 k's?
Tokens and gold?
Treasure in a maze?
What a complete haze
World gone mad
Can still make jokes
Even be glad
Nature is as Nature does
Time will ultimately tell
Universal laws have no concern
For beliefs of heaven or hell
It does know truth
That is its roots
Grounded regardless the sweeping
Concrete cracking
Clock is ticking
Fallen men are weeping
Keep the puppets far away
The best that one can do
You're out of your mind if you think they care
Your hopes and dreams come true
Once the veil has lifted high
And all is there to consume
Relief will come like Nature's gas
Expelling all the fumes
Such a load
What a crock
Boiled greasy pot
Soaked in grime for all to sniff
Be careful, plate is hot
But take a whiff
Enjoy the smells
Breathe in slow and deep
I'll keep asking every day
For birds to wake men from their sleep πΆππΌ