Wren of Premonition

A wren of the future bird

Eyes filled with glossy cover

Singing the notes of a future uncertain

Pulling back what remains in the dark

From a pulled curtain

The lazy have come into hold us

The land upon us

Troubled for profit withholding

The truth was never unfolding

A small drip from our brows

Idealistic until now

Strap the hood on and walk out into the cold

If we never try I guess we will never know

Never coming together

Never falling apart

We all now have to do our part

 

 

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