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
No comments:
Post a Comment