Tuesday, 24 January 2012

Elephant

I look in the mirror
To see an elephant
Reflected back at me

Rise up you fool
Show corruption your belly
Be the elephant 
I know you can be

In a corrupt system
Full of cunning little mice
I'm much like an elephant
fearing for its life

In the presence of mice
I do a merry dance
And scream like a girl
After being stung by a bee

But, even an elephant
With fear in its eyes
Can stand tall
Brave and strong

Showing these cunning little mice
That the power they abuse
Was given to them by me

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