Descendant

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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
Collage: Claire Palmer


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2 Responses to Descendant

  1. Claire says:

    Thanks Francis!

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