The Prey and the Bait
THE PREY AND THE BAIT
Before and beyond time
Not one man will make a case
For such a pathetic story
Owing to self bigotry
You complain by the day
You murmur by the noon
At twilight, you sob by the way
And lament at the fullness of the moon
Yet, you transfer the blame
You’ve become a prey in the game
You often pray to maim
Yet, the bait has made you lame
Left at the mercy of the hunters
Oh! You have too quickly forgotten
When you gullibly devour their meal
To you it’s just a sumptuous meal
At least not to them
You are but a chicken being bred
Their champagne to you is ‘ultimate’
At a toss, their grain is yours
Like no tomorrow you lived
But here comes the day of reckoning
You’ll not only pay through your nose
They’ll suck you like a hose
Your milk, fat and blood they’ll drain
Like forever it’s not going to rain
On you they’ll make a full gain
And you’ll dearly pay for the grain
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