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Hawk and the Sparrows
The hawk was flying low: he was the fiercest in the sky. He bullied all the little birds, and flew off with their lives. The little birds were peaceful, and didn’t want to fight. To them it was better: to run and hide, then finally to take flight. Day after day he drove them closer, to the proverbial, final brink. Then came the day, they rose up, and no more away to shrink. Soon there would be hatchlings, so the bully, simply had to go. No longer were they timid, it was their time to truly show. Banding together they hatched a plan to run the bully day and night. One can fight, one or two, but a mob shows way more might. Constantly in pursuit, the bully was never allowed to rest… The bully finally admitted defeat, and even moved his precious nest. He could not protect it, if they kept him running away, and stressed. The bully had finally learned the truth: that is my moral here… The small may look an easy mark, but are not as helpless as they appear. If the meek are brought to their knees… look out my bully… dear.
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