Descendant

Descendant

 

This is ours now, we own it

The guilt of the world gave it

You are forgotten now, leave

We claim all right

 

We will beat you into a corner

One with no exit, no space

We will take your root and bough

And eat the fruit thereon

 

How dare you strike at us with your slingshots

For you’re no David and we’re no Goliath

Once again we will leave your carcasses

To the birds of the air.

 

Written by Francis de Aguilar©2014

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